Augustus Hare Quotes

They that know no evil will suspect none.

Sometimes we can't see our own selves, our own shortcomings, but it's so easy to see somebody else's.

The moment there is suspicion about a person's motives, everything he does becomes tainted.

Never trust a man who doesn't like Elvis.

Pure by impure is not seen.

People who live in transparent bodies shouldn't be so suspicious.

I don't trust a man who uses the word evil eighteen times in ten minutes. If you're half evil, nothing soothes you more than to think the person you are opposed to is totally evil.

Never put much confidence in such as put no confidence in others.

And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems.

Evil is that which one believes of others.

As we judge others so are we judged by others. The suspicious will always be tormented by suspicion.

We tend to see our character flaws as simple defects, and the simple defects of others as character flaws.

Never trust a man who can dance.

Do not, however, mistake me. It is not to my good friend's heresy that I impute his honesty. On the contrary, 'tis his honesty that brought upon him the character of a heretic.

Those who are themselves incapable of great crimes are ever backward to suspect others.

Rakes are more suspicious than honest men.

I'm not as trusting as people think I am. Sure, I see the best in people, but that doesn't mean it's really there.

Goodness is easier to recognize than to define.

A friend should always underestimate your virtues and an enemy overestimate your faults

Course Dumbledore trusts you,” growled Moody. “He’s a trusting man, isn’t he? Believes in second chances. But me — I say there are spots that don’t come off, Snape. Spots that never come off, d’you know what I mean?

I am always afraid of a fool. One cannot be sure that he is not a knave as well.

Most of us have learned to be dispassionate about evil, to look it in the face and find, as often as not, our own grinning reflections with which we do not argue, but good is another matter. Few have stared at that long enough to accept that its face too is grotesque, that in us the good is something under construction. The modes of evil usually receive worthy expression. The modes of good have to be satisfied with a cliche or a smoothing down that will soften their real look.

Men may die like lambs and yet have their place forever with the goats.

When we make mistakes they call it evil

Are you not accustomed to look at home, when you abuse others?