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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.
Pride is the mask we make of our faults
Pride is the mask we make of our faults
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
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.
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.
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.]
His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.
His very faults smack of the raciness of his good qualities.
Bad men excuse their faults; good men abandon them
Bad men excuse their faults; good men abandon them
He who excuses himself, accuses himself.
[Fr., Qui s'excuse, s'accuse.]
He who excuses himself, accuses himself.
[Fr., Qui s'excuse, s'accuse.]
