He had no settled plan of life, nor looked forward at all, but merely lived from day to day. Yet he read… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
We had some port, and drank damnation to the play and eternal remorse to the author. — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Addison writes with the ease of a gentleman. His readers fancy that a wise and accomplished companion is talking to them; so… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Boswell: But, Sir is it not somewhat singular that you should happen to have Cocker's Arithmetic about you on your journey? Dr.… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
The connection between authors, printers, and booksellers must be kept up. — James Boswell Copy Share Image
My readers, who may at first be apt to consider Quotation as downright pedantry, will be surprised when I assure them, that… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Writing a book I have found to be like building a house. A man forms a plan, and collects materials. He thinks… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
“Addison writes with the ease of a gentleman. His readers fancy that a wise and accomplished companion is talking to them; so… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Writing a book I have found to be like building a house. A man forms a plan, and collects materials. — James Boswell Copy Share Image
I am now to offer some thoughts upon that sameness or familiarity which we frequently find between passages in different authors without… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Friendship, "the wine of life," should, like a well-stocked cellar, be continually renewed; and it is consolatory to think, that although we can seldom… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Drinking is in reality an occupation which employs a considerable portion of the time of many people; and to conduct it in the most… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
“His OFELLUS in the Art of Living in London, I have heard him relate, was an Irish painter, whom he knew at Birmingham, and… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
If a man who is born to a fortune cannot make himself easier and freer than those who are not, he gains nothing. — James Boswell Copy Share Image
He had no settled plan of life, nor looked forward at all, but merely lived from day to day. Yet he read a great… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Nay, Sir, it was not the WINE that made your head ache, but the SENSE that I put into it' 'What, Sir! will sense… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
Have a sense of piety ever on your mind, and be ever mindful that this is subject to no change, but will last you… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
[A]s a lady adjusts her dress before a mirror, a man adjusts his character by looking at his journal. — James Boswell Copy Share Image
We had some port, and drank damnation to the play and eternal remorse to the author. — James Boswell Copy Share Image