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Who'd bear to hear the Gracchi chide sedition? (Listen to those
who denounce what they do themselves.)
[Lat., read more
Who'd bear to hear the Gracchi chide sedition? (Listen to those
who denounce what they do themselves.)
[Lat., Quis tulerit Gracchos de seditone querentes?]
It is to see the faults of others, but difficult to see once own faults. One shows the faults of read more
It is to see the faults of others, but difficult to see once own faults. One shows the faults of others like chaff winnowed in the wind, but one conceals one's own faults as a cunning gambler conceals his dice.
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
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.]
Bad men excuse their faults, good men will leave them.
Bad men excuse their faults, good men will leave 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.]
He who excuses himself, accuses himself.
[Fr., Qui s'excuse, s'accuse.]
He who excuses himself, accuses himself.
[Fr., Qui s'excuse, s'accuse.]
His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.
His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.
Men still had faults, and men will have them still;
He that hath none, and lives as angels do,
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Men still had faults, and men will have them still;
He that hath none, and lives as angels do,
Must be an angel.
- Wentworth Dillon, Earl of Roscomon,
