By day think of your own faults, by night think of the faults of others.
there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves.” Easy enough to say when you’re a Roman nobleman (or Shakespeare!), but there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars.
There is no shortage of fault to be found amidst our stars.
There is not shortage of fault to be found amidst our stars.
Yûko Sakaki - onna 9-ban: [mortified] It's not my fault. It's NOT my fault. IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
Trouble is we end up being worse at saying things well. It's got to be an inborn fault. Naturally, everyone's got faults. My biggest fault is that the faults i was born with grow bigger each year.
Think of your own faults the first part of the night when you are awake, and of the faults of others the latter part of the night when you are asleep.
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities"- The Fault in our Stars
If only I were a bird! Ah, but eating caterpillars? If someone betrays you once, it's his fault. If he betrays you twice, it's your fault.
Confessed faults are half-mended.
Do not be concerned with the faults of other persons. Do not see others' faults with a hateful mind. There is an old saying that if you stop seeing others' faults, then naturally seniors and venerated and juniors are revered. Do not imitate others' f...
Justifying a fault doubles it.
The absent are always at fault.
A fault confessed is half redressed.
Do not think of your faults, still less of other's faults; look for what is good and strong, and try to imitate it. Your faults will drop off, like dead leaves, when their time comes.
Confessed faults are half mended.
It is not someone's fault if they succeeded, it is someone's fault if they failed.
I had people in 'Entertainment Weekly' talking about how they wanted to throttle me because they thought I was too disgustingly cute, as if that were my fault, you know, as if that was my fault, not the fault of directors and producers and such.
Never find fault with the absent.
If there were no fault, there would be no pardon.
