What one approves , another scorns, And thus his nature each discloses: You find the rosebush full of thorns, I find the thornbush full of roses.
He who knows what he is told must know a lot of things that are not so.
Active minds that think and study, like swift brooks are seldom muddy.
Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin Is the little lost pup with his tail tucked in.
God, give me hills to climb, And strength for climbing!
Admitting errors clears the score and proves you wiser than before.