What is this self inside us, this silent observer, Severe and speechless critic, who can terrorize us And urge us on to futile activity, And in the end, judge us still more severely For the errors into which his own reproaches drove us?

He who makes great demands upon himself is naturally inclined to make great demands on others.

Self-criticism is an art not many are qualified to practice.

How shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves?

He is a man whom it is impossible to please, because he is never pleased with himself.

Any one is to be pitied who has just sense enough to perceive his deficiencies.

All censure of a man's self is oblique praise. It is in order to show how much he can spare.