The best kind of glory is that which is reflected from honesty,—such as was the glory of Cato and Aristides; but it was harmful to them both, and is seldom beneficial to any man whilst he lives; what it is to him after his death I cannot say, because I love not philosophy merely notional and conjectural, and no man who has made the experiment has been so kind as to come back to inform us.—Cowley.
Nothing is so expensive as glory.—Sydney Smith.
The love of glory can only create a hero, the contempt of it creates a wise man.—Talleyrand.
Gluttony.—Whose god is their belly, and whose glory is in their shame.—Bible.
The kitchen is their shrine, the cook their priest, the table their altar, and their belly their god.—Buck.
God.—He that doth the ravens feed, yea, providentially caters for the sparrow, be comfort to my age!—Shakespeare.
To escape from evil, we must be made as far as possible like God; and this resemblance consists in becoming just and holy and wise.—Plato.
Whenever I think of God I can only conceive him as a Being infinitely great and infinitely good. This last quality of the divine nature inspires me with such confidence and joy that I could have written even a miserere in tempo allegro.—Haydn.
All flows out from the Deity, and all must be absorbed in him again.—Zoroaster.
It were better to have no opinion of God at all than such an opinion as is unworthy of him; for the one is unbelief, and the other is contumely; and certainly superstition is the reproach of the Deity.—Bacon.