Samuel Johnson Quotes
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The joy of life is variety; the tenderest love requires to be renewed by intervals of absence.
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A man may write at any time, if he will set himself doggedly.
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CLUB - An assembly of good fellows, meeting under certain conditions.
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NETWORK - Any thing reticulated or decussated, at equal distances, with interstices between the intersections.
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The first years of man must make provision for the last.
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LEXICOGRAPHER - A writer of dictionaries, a harmless drudge.
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All this wealth excludes but one evil,-poverty.
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A fellow that makes no figure in company, and has a mind as narrow as the neck of a vinegar-cruet.
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There can be no friendship without confidence, and no confidence without integrity.
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The world is not yet exhausted: let me see something to-morrow which I never saw before.
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I fancy mankind may come, in time, to write all aphoristically, except in narrative; grow weary of preparation, and connection, and illustration, and all those arts by which a big book is made.
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When learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foesFirst reared the stage, immortal Shakespeare rose;Each change of many-colored life he drew,Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new:Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign,And panting Time toiled after him in vain.
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It is always observable that silence propagates itself, and that the longer talk has been suspended, the more difficult it is to find any thing to say.
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Questioning is not the mode of conversation among gentlemen.
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The potentiality of growing rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
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Shakspeare never has six lines together without a fault. Perhaps you may find seven: but this does not refute my general assertion.
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Come, let me know what it is that makes a Scotchman happy!
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Every man naturally persuades himself that he can keep his resolutions, nor is he convinced of his imbecility but by length of time and frequency of experiment.
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Cold approbation gave the ling'ring bays,For those who durst not censure, scarce could praise.
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No man was more foolish when he had not a pen in his hand, or more wise when he had.
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'Enlarge my life with multitude of days!'In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays:Hides from himself his state, and shuns to knowThat life protracted is protracted woe.
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Declamation roared, while Passion slept.
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I hate a fellow whom pride or cowardice or laziness drives into a corner, and who does nothing when he is there but sit and growl. Let him come out as I do, and bark.
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My friend was of opinion that when a man of rank appeared in that character as an author, he deserved to have his merit handsomely allowed.