Justice; see Law.

This, above all, to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.

Shakespeare: Hamlet.

Poise the cause in justice's equal scales,

Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause pre

vails.

Shakespeare: 2 Henry VI.

A Daniel come to judgment; yea, a Daniel!
O wise young judge, how I do honor thee!

Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice.

The gods

Grow angry with your patience: 'tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men escape not:
As crimes do grow, justice should rouse itself.
Ben Jonson: Catiline.

Just men are only free, the rest are slaves.

Wit and judgment often are at strife,

Chapman.

Though meant each other's aid, like man and wife.

Pope: Essay on Criticism.

Poetic Justice, with her lifted scale,

Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs.

The hope of all who suffer,

The dread of all who wrong.

Pope: Dunciad.

Whittier: Mantle of St. John De Matha.

Man is unjust, but God is just; and finally justice
Triumphs.

Longfellow: Evangeline.

Kindness; see Charity.

Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life

But needs it and may learn.

Bailey: Festus.

Be to her virtues very kind;

Be to her faults a little blind.

Prior: An English Padlock.

And he returns a friend who came a foe.

Pope.

Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife,
His only answer was a blameless life;
And he that forg'd, and he that threw the dart,
Had each a brother's interest in his heart.

Cowper.

Which seeks again those chords to bind
Which human woe hath rent apart;

To heal again the wounded mind,

And bind again the broken heart.

Whittier.

Knowledge, Learning; see Wisdom and Science.
Ignorance is the curse of God,

Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
Shakespeare: 2 Henry VI.

All our knowledge is, ourselves to know.

Pope; Essay on Man,

Half our knowledge we must snatch, not take.

Pope: Moral Essays.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan,
The proper study of mankind is Man.

Pope: Essay on Man.

Deep subtle wits,

In truth, are master spirits in the world.

The brave man's courage, and the student's lore,
Are but as tools his secret ends to work,
Who hath the skill to use them.

Joanna Baillie: Basil.

Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil
O'er books consumed the midnight oil?

Gay: Fables.

Your learning, like the lunar beam, affords
Light, but not heat; it leaves you undevout,
Frozen at heart, while speculation shines.

Young: Night Thoughts.

Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one,
Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells
In heads replete with thoughts of other men,
Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.

Cowper: Task.

Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.

Cowper: Task.

Knowledge is not happiness, and science

But an exchange of ignorance for that

Which is another kind of ignorance.

Byron: Manfred.

Knowledge is

Bought only with a weary care,
And wisdom means a world of pain.

Joaquin Miller: Even So.

Tennyson: Locksley Hall.

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

This gray spirit yearning in desire

To follow knowledge like a sinking star,

Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

Tennyson: Ulysses.

Let knowledge grow from more to more,
But more of reverence in us dwell;
That mind and soul, according well,
May make one music as before,

But vaster.

Tennyson: In Memoriam.

Labor; see Action and Work.

The labor we delight in physics pain.

Shakespeare: Macbeth.

From labor health, from health contentment springs.

Beattie: Minstrel.

Labor, you know, is Prayer.

Bayard Taylor: Improvisations.

Free men freely work.

Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease.
Elizabeth B. Browning: Aurora Leigh.

One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee,
Of toil unsever'd from tranquillity!

Of labor, that in lasting fruit outgrows
Far noisier schemes, accomplish'd in repose,
Too great for haste, too high for rivalry!

Matthew Arnold: Quiet Work.

Labor with what zeal we will,
Something still remains undone,
Something uncompleted still

Waits the rising of the sun.

Longfellow: Something Left Undone.

Yet where our duty's task is wrought
In unison with God's great thought,
The near and future blend in one,
And whatsoe'er is willed, is done.

Laughter; see Mirth, Happiness, and Wit.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

Whittier.

They laugh that win.

Shakespeare: Hamlet.

Shakespeare: Othello.

To laugh were want of goodness and of grace;
And to be grave exceeds all power of face.

Pope: Epistle to Arbuthnot.

Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,

As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.

Pope: Epistle to Arbuthnot.

Laughter, holding both his sides.

Milton: L'Allegro.