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Greatnesse on goodnesse loves to slide, not stand,
And leaves, for fortune's ice, vertue's firme land.

Greatnesse on goodnesse loves to slide, not stand,
And leaves, for fortune's ice, vertue's firme land.

by Richard Knolles Found in: Greatness Quotes,
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Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.

Ajax the great . . .
Himself a host.

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Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.

Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.

by Henry David Thoreau Found in: Fame Quotes,
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After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument
than why I have one.

After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument
than why I have one.

by Thomas Carlyle Found in: Fame Quotes,
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That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
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That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise nor pelf:
Content to know and be unknown:
Whole in himself.

by Lord Lytton Found in: Greatness Quotes,
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For he that once is good, is ever great.

For he that once is good, is ever great.

by Ben Jonson Found in: Greatness Quotes,
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What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you read more

What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.

by Lord Byron Found in: Fame Quotes,
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So let his name through Europe ring!
A man of mean estate,
Who dies as firm as read more

So let his name through Europe ring!
A man of mean estate,
Who dies as firm as Sparta's king,
Because his soul was great.

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The splendors that belong unto the fame of earth are but a wind,
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The splendors that belong unto the fame of earth are but a wind,
that in the same direction lasts not long.
[It., Non e il mondam romore alro che un fiato
Di vento, che vien quinci et or vien quindi,
E muta nome, perche muta lato.]

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