Sir Richard Steele (bap. 12 March 1672 – 1 September 1729) was an Irish writer, playwright, and politician, remembered as co-founder, with his friend Joseph Addison, of the magazine The Tatler.
A man cannot have an idea of perfection in another, which he was never sensible of in himself.
Since our persons are not of our own making, when they are such as appear defective or uncomely, it is, methinks, an honest and laudable fortitude to dare to be ugly.
It may be remarked in general, that the laugh of men of wit is for the most part but a feint, constrained kind of half-laugh, as such persons are never without some diffidence about them; but that of fools is the most honest, natural, open laugh in the world.
A Woman is naturally more helpless than the other Sex; and a Man of Honour and Sense should have this in his View in all Manner of Commerce with her.
Whether a pretty woman grants or withholds her favors, she always likes to be asked for them.
The insupportable labor of doing nothing.
You see, among men who are honored with the common appellation ogentleman, many contradictions to that character.
I cannot think of any character below the flatterer, except he who envies him
Compassion does not only refine and civilize human nature, but has something in it more pleasing and agreeable, than what can be met with in such an indolent happiness, such an indifference to mankind, as that in which the stoics placed their wisdom. As love is the most delightful passion, pity is nothing else but love softened by a degree of sorrow: In short, it is a kind of pleasing anguish, anguish as well as generous sympathy, that knits mankind together, and blends them in the same common lot.
Since we cannot promise our selves constant health, let us endeavour at such temper as may be our best support in the decay of it.
It is an impertinent and unreasonable fault in conversation for one man to take up all the discourse.
I was going home two hours ago, but was met by Mr. Griffith, who has kept me ever since. . . . I will come within a pint of wine.
Nothing is more silly than the pleasure some people take in "speaking their minds. " A man of this make will say a rude thing for the mere pleasure of saying it, when an opposite behavior, full as innocent, might have preserved his friend, or made his fortune.
One common calamity makes men extremely affect each other, though they differ in every other particular
Zeal for the public good is the characteristic of a man of honor and a gentleman, and must take the place of pleasures, profits and all other private gratifications.
The man is mechanically turned, and made for getting. . . . It was verily prettily said that we may learn the little value of fortune by the persons on whom Heaven is pleased to bestow it.
The fool within himself is the object of pity, until he is flattered.
The world will never be in any manner of order or tranquility until men are firmly convinced that conscience, honor and credit are all in one interest
It is a very melancholy reflection that men are usually so weak that it is absolutely necessary for them to know sorrow and pain to be in their right senses.
Though very troublesome to others, anger is most so to him that has it.