There ambush here relentless ruffians lay, And here the fell attorney prowls for prey.
Samuel JohnsonThe natural progress of the works of men is from rudeness to convenience, from convenience to elegance, and from elegance to nicety.
Samuel JohnsonThat distrust which intrudes so often on your mind is a mode of melancholy, which, if it be the business of a wise man to be happy, it is foolish to indulge; and if it be a duty to preserve our faculties entire for their proper use, it is criminal. Suspicion is very often an useless pain.
Samuel Johnson