Joseph Addison

England
1 May 1672 // 17 Jun 1719
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Modesty is not only an ornament, but also a guard to virtue
Men may change their climate, but they cannot change their nature. A man that goes out a fool cannot ride or sail himself into common sense
Man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet, as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another
Justice is an unassailable fortress, built on the brow of a mountain which cannot be overthrown by the violence of torrents, nor demolished by the force of armies
It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are the more gentle and quiet we become towards the defects of others
It is folly for an eminent man to think of escaping censure, and a weakness to be affected with it. All the illustrious persons of antiquity, and indeed of every age in the world, have passed through this fiery persecution
If we hope for what we are not likely to possess, we act and think in vain, and make life a greater dream and shadow than it really is
I consider an human soul without education like marble in the quarry, which shows none of its inherent beauties till the skill of the polisher fetches out the colours, makes the surface shine, and discovers every ornamental cloud, spot and vein that runs through the body of it
He who would pass his declining years with honor and comfort, should, when young, consider that he may one day become old, and remember when he is old, that he has once been young
Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable surprise, gratifies its curiosity, and gives it an idea of which it was not before possessed
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