I cannot think of any character below the flatterer, except he who envies him.

He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.

I look upon it as a Point of Morality, to be obliged by those who endeavour to oblige me.

No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.

He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.

I think anyone who has an opinion, and voices it, will offend someone.