I see my reputation is at stake; my fame is shrewdly gored.
I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.
A man is vulnerable only in his pride, but delicate as Humpty-Dumpty once that is meddled with.
A lion among ladies, is a most dreadful thing.
A fellow who thinks as much of himself as that cannot be worth much.