Quotes by: Oliver Goldsmith
Portrait 1769–70 by Joshua Reynolds
10 November 1728|
Either Ballymahon, County Longford, Kingdom of Ireland, or Elphin, County Roscommon, Kingdom of Ireland
||4 April 1774
||Temple Church, London
||Playwright, poet, busker, apothecary's assistant
||Trinity College, Dublin
||The Vicar of Wakefield, "The Deserted Village", The Good-Natur'd Man, She Stoops to Conquer
There are some faults so nearly allied to excellence that we can scarce weed out the vice without eradicating the virtue.
A great source of calamity lies in regret and anticipation; therefore a person is wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or future.
Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.
I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.
As writers become more numerous, it is natural for readers to become more indolent; whence must necessarily arise a desire of attaining knowledge with the greatest possible ease.
On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting, 'Twas only when he was off, he was acting.
I was ever of the opinion, that the honest man who married and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.
All that a husband or wife really wants is to be pitied a little, praised a little, and appreciated a little.
Ceremonies are different in every country, but true politeness is everywhere the same.
Be not affronted at a joke. If one throw salt at thee, thou wilt receive no harm, unless thou art raw.
A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher; but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is a vagabond.
When lovely woman stoops to folly, and finds too late that men betray, what charm can soothe her melancholy, what art can wash her guilt away?
Write how you want, the critic shall show the world you could have written better.
Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!