Small minds are much distressed by little things. Great minds see them all but are not upset by them.

We cannot be kind to each other here for an hour; We whisper, and hint, and chuckle, and grin at a brother's shame; However we brave it out, we men are a little breed.

To the mean eye all things are trivial, as certainly as to the jaundiced they are yellow.

When we play the part of a great man too much, we seem very small.

The pettiness of a mind can be measured by the pettiness of its adoration or its blasphemy.

Poor fool! in whose petty estimation all things are little.

No sadder proof can be given by a man of his own littleness than disbelief in great men.

That is the consolation of a little mind; you have the fun of changing it without impeding the progress of mankind.

To the mean all becomes mean.

Small things make base men proud.