We sometimes see a fool possessed of talent, but never of
judgment.
[Fr., On est quelquefois un sot read more

We sometimes see a fool possessed of talent, but never of
judgment.
[Fr., On est quelquefois un sot avec de l'esprit; mais on ne
l'est jamais avec du jugement.]

In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little read more

In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little speck and blemish find,
To our own stronger errors blind.

For every event is a judgment of God.
[Ger., Denn aller Ausgang ist ein Gottesurheil.]

For every event is a judgment of God.
[Ger., Denn aller Ausgang ist ein Gottesurheil.]

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one read more

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the only path.

There written all
Black as the damning drops that fall
From the denouncing Angel's pen,
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There written all
Black as the damning drops that fall
From the denouncing Angel's pen,
Ere Mercy weeps them out again.

Wise men say that there are three sorts of persons who are wholly
deprived of judgment,--they who are ambitious read more

Wise men say that there are three sorts of persons who are wholly
deprived of judgment,--they who are ambitious of preferments in
the courts of princes; they who make use of poison to show their
skill in curing it; and they who intrust women with their
secrets.

Meanwhile "Black sheep, black sheep!" we cry,
Safe in the inner fold;
And maybe they hear, and read more

Meanwhile "Black sheep, black sheep!" we cry,
Safe in the inner fold;
And maybe they hear, and wonder why,
And marvel, out in the cold.

I know of no way of judging the future but by the past.

I know of no way of judging the future but by the past.

So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er,
The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.

So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er,
The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.