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True glory strikes root, and even extends itself; all false pretensions fall as do flowers, nor can anything feigned be lasting.
— Pretension
True glory strikes root, and even extends itself; all false pretensions fall as do flowers, nor can anything feigned be lasting.
Pretend what we may, the whole man within us is at work when we form our philosophical opinions. Intellect, will, taste, and passion co-operate just as they do in practical affairs; and lucky it is if the passion be not something as petty as a love of personal conquest over the philosopher across the way.
The desire of appearing clever often prevents our becoming so.
Where there is much pretension, much has been borrowed: nature never pretends.
The more honesty a man has, the less he affects the air of a saint.
