Ambition Quote by Samuel Johnson

The great end of prudence is to give cheerfulness to those hours which splendor cannot gild, and acclamation cannot exhilarate.

— Samuel Johnson

[Prudence] is the virtue of that part of the intellect [the calculative] to which it belongs; and . . . our choice of actions…

— Aristotle

Poverty has, in large cities, very different appearances; it is often concealed in splendour, and often in extravagance.

— Samuel Johnson

A transition from an author's book to his conversation is too often like an entrance into a large city, after a distant prospect. Remotely,…

— Samuel Johnson

To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labor tends, and of which…

— Samuel Johnson

The certainty that life cannot be long, and the probability that it will be much shorter than nature allows, ought to awaken every man…

— Samuel Johnson

The love of life is necessary to the vigorous prosecution of any undertaking

— Samuel Johnson

Alas, day, you brought light, You trailed splendour You showed us god: I salute you, most precious one, But I go to a new…

— Hilda Doolittle

The creatures with whom we share the planet and whom, in our arrogance, we wrongly patronize for being lesser forms, they are not brethren,…

— Henry Beston

Not to discriminate every moment some passionate attitude in those about us, and in the very brilliancy of their gifts some tragic dividing of…

— Walter Pater

Did I ever tell you,’ said Lymond pausing on the afterthought, on his way to the flap, ‘that that aunt of mine once hatched…

— Dorothy Dunnett

At a time when it's possible for thirty people to stand on the top of Everest in one day, Antarctica still remains a remote,…

— David Attenborough

“She reads. She reads. She reads words of splendour to comfort her soul.”

— Leila Hussein

The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair. Full…

— Heinrich Heine

The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley