| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Pindar |
| | | | With vivid words your just conceptions grace, |
| Much truth compressing in a narrow space; |
| Then many shall peruse, but few complain, |
| And envy frown, and critics snarl in vain. |
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| Envy, the attendant of the empty mind. | 2 |
| Every gift which is given, even though it be small, is in reality great, if it be given with affection. | 3 |
| Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes. | 4 |
| He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration. | 5 |
| Point thy tongue on the anvil of truth. | 6 |
| Some one has said of a fine and honorable old age, that it was the childhood of immortality. | 7 | | |
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