It is not so much the being exempt from faults, as having overcome them, that is an advantage to us.
Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
And write about it, Goddess, and about it!
A fellow feeling makes us wondrous kind.
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.
Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.