The only thing worse than bad health is a bad name.[Lo único peor que la mala salud es la mala fama.]
Talk to every woman as if you loved her, and to every man as if he bored you, and at the end of your first season you will have the reputation of possessing the most perfect social tact.
Where doth the world thrust forth a vanity – so it be new, there’s no respect how vile – that is not quickly buzzed into his ears?
What a man thinks of himself, that it is which determines, or rather indicates, his fate.
Until you’ve lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was or what freedom really is.
Time, which alone can establish a man’s reputation, has at last made those defects respectable.[Le temps, qui fait seul la réputation des hommes, rend à la fin leurs défauts respectables.]
Thou art a fellow of good respect; Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it.
There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.
The purest treasure mortal times afford is spotless reputation – that away, men are but gilded loam, or painted clay.
The mightier man, the mightier is the thing that makes him honoured or begets him hate; for greatest scandal waits on greatest state.
The fear came then. The shield wall is a terrible place. It is where a warrior makes his reputation, and reputation is dear to us. Reputation is honour, but to gain that honour a man must stand in the shield wall where death runs rampant.
The easiest way to get a reputation is to go outside the fold, shout around for a few years as a violent atheist or a dangerous radical, and then crawl back to the shelter.
