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.]

Do you wish to find out a person's weak points? Note the
failings he has the quickest eye for read more

Do you wish to find out a person's weak points? Note the
failings he has the quickest eye for in others. They may not be
the very failings he is himself conscious of; but they will be
their next-door neighbors. No man keeps such a jealous lookout
as a rival.

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.

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

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.]

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.

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.

Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy;
Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I.

Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy;
Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I.

Pride is the mask we make of our faults

Pride is the mask we make of our faults