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Then farewell, Horace; whom I hated so,
Not for thy faults, but mine.
Then farewell, Horace; whom I hated so,
Not for thy faults, but mine.
Jupiter has placed upon us two wallets. Hanging behind each
person's back he has given one full of his read more
Jupiter has placed upon us two wallets. Hanging behind each
person's back he has given one full of his own faults; in front
he has hung a heavy one full of other people's.
[Lat., Peras imposuit Jupiter nobis duas.
Propriis repletam vitiis post tergum dedit;
Alienis ante pectus supendit gravem.]
There is nothing that will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.
There is nothing that will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.
Bad men excuse their faults, good men will leave them.
Bad men excuse their faults, good men will leave them.
The defects of great men are the consolation of the dunces.
The defects of great men are the consolation of the dunces.
Pride is the mask we make of our faults
Pride is the mask we make of our faults
How few there are who have courage enough to own their faults, or resolution enough to mend them
How few there are who have courage enough to own their faults, or resolution enough to mend them
Bad men excuse their faults; good men abandon them
Bad men excuse their faults; good men abandon them
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.