William Shakespeare on Faults
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“Faults that are rich are fair.”
“All's not offence that indiscretion finds.”
“Every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it.”
“I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.”
“Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth.”
“Go to your bosom; Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault.”
“Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. All men make faults.”
“And oftentimes, excusing of a fault Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse, As patches set upon a little breach, Discredit more in hiding of the fault, Than did the fault before it was so patched.”
“Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? Why, every fault's condemn'd ere it be done; Mine were the very cipher of a function, To fine the faults whose fine stands in record, And let go by the actor.”
“Her only fault, and that is faults enough, Is that she is intolerable curst And shrewd and froward, so beyond all measure That, were my state far worser than it is, I would not wed her for a mine of gold.”