A man is very apt to complain of the ingratitude of those who have risen far above him. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Whoever desires, for his writings or himself, what none can reasonably contemn, the favour of mankind, must add grace to strength, and… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
He that reads and grows no wiser seldom suspects his own deficiency, but complains of hard words and obscure sentences, and asks… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
When any fit of gloominess, or perversion of mind, lays hold upon you, make it a rule not to publish it by… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Man alone is born crying, lives complaining, and dies disappointed. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Every old man complains of the growing depravity of the world, of the petulance and insolence of the rising generation. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
He who has provoked the shaft of wit, cannot complain that he smarts from it. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
When any fit of gloominess, or perversion of mind, lays hold upon you, make it a rule not to publish it by… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
When any anxiety or gloom of the mind takes hold of you, make it a rule not to publish it by complaining;… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
The size of a man's understanding might always be justly measured by his mirth. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Pound St. Paul's Church into atoms, and consider any single atom; it is to be sure, good for nothing; but put all these atoms… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
If our aim is to praise, we should forget to criticize; if our aim is to criticize, we should remember to praise — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
It is as foolish to make experiments upon the constancy of a friend, as upon the chastity of a wife. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
Resolve not to be poor: whatever you have, spend less. Poverty is a great enemy to human happiness; it certainly destroys liberty, and it… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
The basis of all excellence is truth: he that professes love ought to feel its power. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
“The composition of Shakespeare is a forest, in which oaks extend in the air, interspersed sometimes with weeds and brambles, and sometimes giving shelting… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
“The cherubim were never intended as an object of worship, because they were only the appendices to another thing. But a thing is then… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
