“Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.”
Fulton J. Sheen (1895–1979) Catholic bishop and television presenter
Source: Platero and I (1917), Ch. 2 : White Butterflies, as translated by Eloïse Roach (1957).
Context: The man wants to stick his iron pick in the little basket, and I do not prevent him. I open the knapsack, and he sees nothing in it. And the food for the soul passes, candid and free, without paying tribute to the customs.
“Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.”
Fulton J. Sheen (1895–1979) Catholic bishop and television presenter
“Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.”
Thomas Gray (1716–1771) English poet, historian
St. 20 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)
Henry Schriver (1914–2011) American politician
Cows, Kids, and Co-ops
“The citizen who criticizes his country is paying it an implied tribute.”
J. William Fulbright (1905–1995) American politician
"The Vietnam Fallout," speech to the Bureau of Advertising of the American Newspaper Association, Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, New York City (April 28, 1966), in Senator Fulbright: Portrait of a Public Philosopher (1966)
“We're paying the highest tribute you can pay a man. We trust him to do right. It's that simple.”
Harper Lee book To Kill a Mockingbird
Source: To Kill a Mockingbird
“Partisanship may be King in Washington – but the rest of us don’t have to pay tribute.”
Michael Bloomberg (1942) American businessman and politician, former mayor of New York City
http://mikebloomberg.com/en/issues/public_health/mayor_bloomberg_delivers_opening_address_at_ceasefire_bridging_the_political_divide_conference
Partisanship
“This is a day of great events. We can pay tribute to our State President and to our Republic.”
Hendrik Verwoerd (1901–1966) Prime Minister of South Africa from 1958 until his assassination in 1966
Margaret Fuller (1810–1850) American feminist, poet, author, and activist
Life Without and Life Within (1859), Sub Rosa, Crux
Context: The pass-word now is lost
To that initiation full and free;
Daily we pay the cost
Of our slow schooling for divine degree.
We know no means to feed an undying lamp;
Our lights go out in every wind or damp.