Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

For fools admire, but me of sense approve.

For fools admire, but me of sense approve.

Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear. . . .

Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear. . . .

We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love
those whom we admire.

We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love
those whom we admire.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object.

Fools admire, but men of sense approve.

Fools admire, but men of sense approve.

Admiration is the daughter of ignorance.

Admiration is the daughter of ignorance.

No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It read more

No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It is to this hour, and at
all hours, the vivifying influence in man's life.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed read more

Admiration is a very short-lived passion that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object, unless it be still fed with fresh discoveries, and kept alive by a perpetual succession of miracles rising into view.