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• None think the great unhappy but the great.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire i, Line 238...
• The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire i, Line 51...
• Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire i, Line 89...
• Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title lies.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire i, Line 145...
• And waste their music on the savage race.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire v, Line 228...
• Be wise with speed; A fool at forty is a fool indeed.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire ii, Line 282...
• One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe
  To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame....
• How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the sun.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire vii, Line 97...
• The booby father craves a booby son, And by Heaven's blessing thinks himself undone.
  -- Edward Young (1684-1765) -- Love of Fame, Satire ii, Line 165...