Little would be wanting to the happiness of life, if every man could conform to the right as soon as he was shown it.
Samuel JohnsonEnlarge my life with multitude of days, In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays; Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know, That life protracted is protracted woe. Time hovers o'er, impatient to destroy, And shuts up all the passages of joy.
Samuel JohnsonThe natural progress of the works of men is from rudeness to convenience, from convenience to elegance, and from elegance to nicety.
Samuel Johnson