Next to the slanderer, we detest the bearer of the slander to our ears.
As ye speak no slander, so listen to none, for if it had no hearers, it would have no bearers.
Slander is the revenge of the coward, and dissimulation of his defense.
Slander is perhaps the only vice which no circumstance can palliate, as well as being one which we are most ingenious in concealing form ourselves.
No one is safe from slander. The best way is to pay no attention to it, but live in innocence and let the world talk.
There is no protection against slander.
Enemies carry about slander, not in the form in which it took its rise... The scandal of men is everlasting; even then does it survive when you would suppose it to be dead.
What indulgence does the world extend to those evil-speakers who, under the mask of friendship, stab indiscriminately with the keen, though rusty blade of slander!
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.
A slander is like a hornet; if you cannot kill it dad the first blow, better not strike at it.
The worthiest people are the most injured by slander, as we usually find that to be the best fruit which the birds have been pecking at. A little, and a little, collected together become a great deal; the heap in the barn consists of single grains, and drop and drop from an inundation.
Slander is a very gross evil; it implies two who do wrong, and one who is doubly wronged.
Slander is called the third tongue because it slays three persons, the speaker, the spoken to, and the spoken of.
The way to check slander is to despise it; attempt to overtake and refute it, and it will outrun you.
There is a broad distinction between character and reputation, for one may be destroyed by slander, while the other can never be harmed, save by its possessor. Reputation is in no man's keeping. You and I cannot determine what other men shall think and say about us. We can only determine what they ought to think of us and say about us.
Slugs crawl and crawl over our cabbages, like the world’s slander over a good name. You may kill them, it is true; but there is the slime.
Slander is the revenge of a coward, and dissimulation his defence.
It takes your enemy and your friend, working together to hurt you to the heart; the one to slander you and the other to get the news to you.
Whoever listens to slander is himself a slanderer.
Slander is the solace of malignity.