Clergyman's

A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.
- Samuel Johnson

Unmoved though Witlings sneer and Rivals rail,
Studious to please, yet not ashamed to fail.
He scorns the meek address, the suppliant strain.
With merit needless, and without it vain.
In Reason, Nature, Truth, he dares to trust:
Ye Fops, be silent: and ye Wits, be just.
- Samuel Johnson

The world is not yet exhausted: let me see something to-morrow which I never saw before.
- Samuel Johnson

Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth, by calling imagination to the help of reason.
- Samuel Johnson

I happened to say, it would be terrible if he should not find a speedy opportunity of returning to London, and be confined in so dull a place.
JOHNSON: ""Don't, Sir, accustom yourself to use big words for little matters. It would not be terrible, though I were to be detained some time here.
- Samuel Johnson

Enlarge 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.
- Samuel Johnson

Employment, sir, and hardships prevent melancholy.
- Samuel Johnson

I refute it thus.
- Samuel Johnson