Small things make base men proud.

To the mean all becomes mean.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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