That no one, no one at all, should try to search into himself!
But the wallet of the person read more

That no one, no one at all, should try to search into himself!
But the wallet of the person in front is carefully kept in view.
[Lat., Ut nemo in sese tentat descendere, nemo!
Sed praecedenti spectatur mantica tergo.]

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.]

Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth;
If he had any faults, he has left us in read more

Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth;
If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt.

They were all like one another as halfpence are, every one fault
seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to read more

They were all like one another as halfpence are, every one fault
seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it.

Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our
own backs.
[Lat., Suus read more

Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our
own backs.
[Lat., Suus quoque attributus est error:
Sed non videmus, manticae quid in tergo est.]

Because those, who twit others with their faults, should look at
home.
[Lat., Quia, qui alterum incusat probi, read more

Because those, who twit others with their faults, should look at
home.
[Lat., Quia, qui alterum incusat probi, eum ipsum se intueri
oportet.]

Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth,
But, read more

Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth,
But, being moody, give him time and scope,
Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
Confound themselves with working.

His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.

His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.

Pride is the mask we make of our faults

Pride is the mask we make of our faults