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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.
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.]
He has no fault except that he has no fault.
[Lat., Nihil peccat, nisi quod nihil peccat.]
He has no fault except that he has no fault.
[Lat., Nihil peccat, nisi quod nihil peccat.]
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.
Happy the man when he has not the defects of his qualities.
[Fr., Heureux l'homme quand il n'a pas read more
Happy the man when he has not the defects of his qualities.
[Fr., Heureux l'homme quand il n'a pas les defauts de ses
qualites.]
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
It is the peculiar quality of a fool to perceive the faults of
others, and to forget his own.
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It is the peculiar quality of a fool to perceive the faults of
others, and to forget his own.
[Lat., Est proprium stultitiae aliorum vitia cernere, oblivisci
suorum.]
His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.
His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.
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.
