Samuel Johnson

When a man says he had pleasure with a woman he does not mean conversation.

Sorrow is the rust of the soul and activity will cleanse and brighten it.

It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.

That fellow seems to me to possess but one idea, and that is a wrong one.

By taking a second wife he pays the highest compliment to the first, by showing that she made him so happy as a married man, that he wishes to be so a second time.

Happiness is not a state to arrive at, rather, a manner of traveling.

It is not known precisely where angels dwell whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God’s pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.

A hen is only a egg’s way of making another egg.

There isn’t a single human characteristic that can be safely labeled as American.

The price of greatness is responsibility.

To choose time is to save time.

Goodness is the only investment which never fails.

The receipts of cookery are swelled to a volume; but a good stomach excels them all.

Nothing is more costly, nothing is more sterile, than vengeance.

Tis the old secret of the gods that they come in low disguises.

Everything’s fine today, that is our illusion.

The squirrel that you kill in jest, dies in earnest.

Most of us who turn to any subject we love remember some morning or evening hour when we got on a high stool to reach down an untried volume, or sat with parted lips listening to a new talker, or for very lack of books began to listen to the voices within, as the first traceable beginning of our love.

True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.

There is still vitality under the winter snow, even though to the casual eye it seems to be dead.

The ancestor of every action is a thought.