What can everyone do? Praise and blame. This is human virtue, this is human madness.
Faith actually moves no mountains, but instead raises them up where there were none before.
What is life? A continuous praise and blame.
I listened for the echo, and I heard only praise —
When good friends praise a gifted person he often appears to be delighted with them out of politeness and goodwill, but in reality he feels indifferent.
Praise is more obtrusive than a reproach.
Has a woman who knew she was well-dressed ever caught a cold?
In praise there is more obtrusiveness than in blame.
Dreadful experiences raise the question whether he who experiences them, is not something dreadful also.
Some are made modest by great praise, others insolent.