Samuel Richardson

Samuel Richardson
Samuel Richardsonwas an 18th-century English writer and printer. He is best known for his three epistolary novels: Pamela: Or, Virtue Rewarded, Clarissa: Or the History of a Young Ladyand The History of Sir Charles Grandison. Richardson was an established printer and publisher for most of his life and printed almost 500 different works, including journals and magazines. He was also known to collaborate closely with the London bookseller Andrew Millar on several occasions...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth19 August 1689
People of little understanding are most apt to be angry when their sense is called into question.
A beautiful woman must expect to be more accountable for her steps, than one less attractive.
Those who have least to do are generally the most busy people in the world.
Calamity is the test of integrity.
Necessity may well be called the mother of invention but calamity is the test of integrity.
The laws were not made so much for the direction of good men, as to circumscribe the bad.
A good man, though he will value his own countrymen, yet will think as highly of the worthy men of every nation under the sun.
For the human mind is seldom at stay: If you do not grow better, you will most undoubtedly grow worse.
Every one, more or less, loves Power, yet those who most wish for it are seldom the fittest to be trusted with it.
What we look upon as our greatest unhappiness in a difficulty we are involved in, may possibly be the evil hastening to its crisis, and happy days may ensue.
I have my choice: who can wish for more? Free will enables us to do everything well while imposition makes a light burden heavy.
Where words are restrained, the eyes often talk a great deal.
Friendship is the perfection of love, and superior to love; it is love purified, exalted, proved by experience and a consent of minds. Love, Madam, may, and love does, often stop short of friendship.
Youth is rather to be pitied than envied by people in years since it is doomed to toil through the rugged road of life which the others have passed through, in search of happiness that is not to be met with in it and that, at the highest, can be compounded for only by the blessing of a contented mind.