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Silence; see Quiet.

O, my Antonio, I do know of these,
That therefore only are reputed wise,
For saying nothing.

Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice.

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy:

I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
Shakespeare: Much Ado About Nothing.

Be silent always, when you doubt your sense,
And speak, tho' sure, with seeming diffidence.

Pope: Essay on Criticism.

Silence in woman is like speech in man.

Ben Jonson: Silent Woman.

Silence more musical than any song.

Christina G. Rossetti: Rest.

Let me silent be;

For silence is the speech of love,

The music of the spheres above.

R. H. Stoddard: Speech of Love.

You know

There are moments when silence, prolonged and

unbroken,

More expressive may be than all words ever spoken.
It is when the heart has an instinct of what

In the heart of another is passing.

Owen Meredith: Lucile.

God's poet is silence! His song is unspoken,
And yet so profound, so loud, and so far,

It fills you, it thrills you with measures unbroken,
And as soft, and as fair, and as far as a star.
Joaquin Miller: Isles of the Amazons.

Sin; see Conscience, Forgiveness, and Repentance.
O, what authority, and show of truth
Can cunning sin cover itself withal!

Shakespeare: Much Ado About Nothing.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

Shakespeare: Pericles.

Guiltiness will speak, tho' tongues were out of use.
Shakespeare: Othello.

He is no man on whom perfections wait,
That, knowing sin within, will touch the gate.

Shakespeare: Pericles.

Count all th' advantage prosp'rous vice attains, 'Tis but what virtue flies from, and disdains.

Pope: Essay on Man.

Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,
As to be hated needs but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.

Pope: Essay on Man.

There is a method in man's wickedness;

It grows up by degrees.

Beaumont and Fletcher: King and No King.

The knowledge of my sin

Is half-repentance.

Bayard Taylor: Lars.

Sincerity, Candor; see Honesty and Hypocrisy.
I hold it cowardice

To rest mistrustful, where a noble heart
Hath pawned an open hand in sign of love.

Shakespeare: 3 Henry VI.

Better is the wrong with sincerity, rather than the right with falsehood.

Tupper: Proverbial Philosophy.

To God, thy country, and thy friend be true.

Henry Vaughan: Rules and Lessons.

His nature is too noble for the world:

He would not flatter Neptune for his trident,
Or Jove for 's power to thunder. His heart 's his
mouth:

What his breast forges that his tongue must vent.

Shakespeare: Coriolanus.

Skepticism; see Infidelity and Faith.

This a sacred rule we find
Among the nicest of mankind,—
To doubt of facts, however true,
Unless they know the causes too.

Churchill: Ghost.

Let no presuming impious railer tax
Creative Wisdom, as if aught was formed
In vain, or not for admirable ends.

Shall little haughty ignorance pronounce

His works unwise, of which the smallest part
Exceeds the narrow vision of her mind?

Thomson: Seasons. Summer.

Slander, Gossip; see Honesty and Truth.

Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,
Thou shalt not escape calumny.

Slander,

Shakespeare: Hamlet.

Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter,
As level as the cannon to his blank,

Transports his poison'd shot.

Shakespeare: Hamlet.

I'll devise some honest slanders

To stain my cousin with. One doth not know
How much an ill word may empoison liking.
Shakespeare: Much Ado About Nothing.

Slander's mark was ever yet the fair;
The ornament of beauty is suspect,

A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air.
So thou be good, slander doth but approve
Thy worth the greater.

Shakespeare: Sonnets.

Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:

Who steals my purse, steals trash: 'tis something, nothing:

'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands:

But he that filches from me my good name,

Robs me of that which not enriches him,

And makes me poor indeed.

Shakespeare: Othello.

Malicious slander never would have leisure
To search, with prying eyes, for faults abroad,
If all, like me, consider'd their own hearts,
And wept the sorrows which they found at home.
Rowe: Jane Shore.

Does not the law of Heaven say blood for blood?
And he who taints kills more than he who sheds it.
Byron.

The flying rumors gather'd as they roll'd,
Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told;
And all who told it added something new,
And all who heard it made enlargements too;
In every ear it spread, on every tongue it grew.
Thus flying east and west, and north and south,
News travel'd with increase from mouth to mouth.
Pope: Temple of Fame.

Slavery; see Freedom and Liberty.

Easier were it

To hurl the rooted mountain from its base,
Than force the yoke of slavery upon men
Determin'd to be free.

Southey.

I would not have a slave to till my ground,
To carry me, to fan me while I sleep,
And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth
That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Cowper: Task.

Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs
Receive our air, that moment they are free:
They touch our country and their shackles fall.
Cowper: Task.

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