Modesty is the lowest of the virtues, and is a confession of the deficiency it indicates. He who undervalues himself is justly undervalued by others.—Hazlitt.
Modesty, who, when she goes, is gone forever.—Landor.
Modesty is the conscience of the body.—Balzac.
There are as many kinds of modesty as there are races. To the English woman it is a duty; to the French woman a propriety.—Taine.
Virtue which shuns the day.—Addison.
Modesty and the dew love the shade. Each shine in the open day only to be exhaled to heaven.—J. Petit Senn.
Modesty is still a provocation.—Poincelot.
Modesty is the chastity of merit, the virginity of noble souls.—E. de Girardin.
Money.—Wisdom, knowledge, power—all combined.—Byron.
Oh, what a world of vile ill-favored faults looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!—Shakespeare.