Pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes.
While one person hesitates because he feels inferior, another is busy making mistakes and becoming superior.
Mistakes live in the neighbourhood of truth and therefore delude us.
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren't so busy denying they made them.
A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.
Mistakes live in the neighbourhood of truth and therefore delude us.
It is one of the commonest of mistakes to consider that the limit of our power of perception is also the limit of all there is to perceive.
While one person hesitates because he feels inferior, the other is busy making mistakes and becoming superior.
Mistakes live in the neighbourhood of truth and therefore delude us.
Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.
Reason often makes mistakes, but conscience never does.
Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.
An expert is a man who has made all the mistakes which can be made in a very narrow field.
I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes.
Writers seldom choose as friends those self-contained characters who are never in trouble, never unhappy or ill, never make mistakes, and always count their change when it is handed to them.
Business demands faith, compels earnestness, requires courage, is honestly selfish, is penalized for mistakes, and is the essence of life.
Sometimes when you innovate, you make mistakes. It is best to admit them quickly, and get on with improving your other innovations.
The mistakes are all waiting to be made.
Feast of All Saints He took upon Him the flesh in which we have sinned, that by wearing our flesh He might forgive sins; a flesh which He shares with us by wearing it, not by sinning in it. He blotted out through death the sentence of death, that by a new creation of our race in Himself He might sweep away the penalty appointed by the former Law... For Scripture had foretold that He who is God should die; that the victory and triumph of them that trust in Him lay in the fact that He, who is immortal and cannot be overcome by death, was to die that mortals might gain eternity. (Continued tomorrow) ... St. Hilary, On the Trinity November 2, 2000 Feast of All Souls In this calm assurance of safety did my soul gladly and hopefully take its rest, and feared so little the interruption of death, that death seemed only a name for eternal life. And the life of this present body was so far from seeming a burden or affliction that it was regarded as children regard their alphabets, sick men their draughts, shipwrecked sailors their swim, young men the training for their profession, future commanders their first campaignâthat is, as an endurable submission to present necessities, bearing the promise of a blissful immortality. ... St. Hilary, On the Trinity November 3, 2000 Feast of Richard Hooker, Priest, Anglican Apologist, Teacher, 1600 Commemoration of Martin of Porres, Dominican Friar, 1639 People make mistakes when they believe. They may even want something so badly that passion creates its own evidences. Reprehensible though these habits are, they nonetheless fall within the pale of man's general effort to conform the self to things as they are. But when a person acknowledges the deficiency of evidences and yet goes right on believing, he defends a position that is large with the elements of its own destruction. Any brand of inanity can be defended on such a principle.
The man who makes no mistakes does not usually make anything.
Pay attention to your enemies, for they are the first to discover your mistakes.
A computer is almost human - except that it does not blame its mistakes on another computer.
An expert is a person who has made all the mistakes that can be made in a very narrow field.
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