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There is no law more just, than that he, who plots death, should
perish by his own craft.
There is no law more just, than that he, who plots death, should
perish by his own craft.
So much greater is our thirst for glory than for virtue.
So much greater is our thirst for glory than for virtue.
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
To err is human, to forgive, divine.
A rugged stone growes smooth from hand to hand.
A rugged stone growes smooth from hand to hand.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I
contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I
contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
Whatever charm thou hast, be charming.
Whatever charm thou hast, be charming.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
[Lat., Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent!]
How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity.
[Lat., Ut saepe summa ingenia in occulto latent!]
None make a greater show of sorrow than those who are most
delighted.
None make a greater show of sorrow than those who are most
delighted.