Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
For vice repeated is like the wand'ring wind,
Blows dust in others' eye, to spread itself;
And yet the end of all is bought thus dear,
The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear
To stop the air would hurt them.
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A vice is a failure of desire.
A vice is a failure of desire.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence; courage without ferocity; and all the virtues of man without his vices
He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence; courage without ferocity; and all the virtues of man without his vices
It is but a step from companionship to slavery when one associates with vice.
It is but a step from companionship to slavery when one associates with vice.
Men wish to be saved from the mischiefs of their vices, but not from their vices.
Men wish to be saved from the mischiefs of their vices, but not from their vices.
If you don't want anyone to know it, don't do it.
If you don't want anyone to know it, don't do it.
We do not despise all those who have vices, but we despise all
those who have not a single read more
We do not despise all those who have vices, but we despise all
those who have not a single virtue.
Wild oats make a bad autumn crop.
Wild oats make a bad autumn crop.
