Edward Young Quotes

The virtue of some people consists wholly in condemning the vices in others.

How dare you put yourself in that position where you are the moral judge?

When Actions are a Censure upon themselves, the Reciter will always be consider'd as a Satirist.

Judge not, lest ye be judged judgmental.

Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.

If I'm a cruel satirist at least I'm not a hyprocrite: I never judge what other people do. Neither a politician nor a priest, I never censor what others do. Neither a philospher nor a psychiatrist, I never bother trying to analyze or resolve my fears and neuroses.

They that censure, should practice. Or else let them have the first stone, and the last too.

Censure is willingly indulged, because it always implies some superiority: men please themselves with imagining that they have made a deeper search, or wider survey than others, and detected faults and follies which escape vulgar observation.

We often think more highly of ourselves than we ought to, and it's easy to judge others and be critical of their weaknesses and shortcomings. But this self-righteous attitude is a sin that we can be blinded to because we're so focused on what the other person did wrong. The reality is this attitude is worse than the wrong behavior we're judging.

The eyes of critics, whether in commending or carping, are both on one side, like a turbot's.

But the most annoying of all public reformers is the personal satirist. Though he may be considered by some few as a useful member of society, yet he is only ranked with the hangman, whom we tolerate because he executes the judgment we abhor to do ourselves, and avoid with a natural detestation of his office. The pen of the one and the cord of the other are inseparable in our minds.

Never question another man's motive. His wisdom, yes, but not his motives.

Great critics, of whom there are piteously few, build a home for the truth.

Literary criticism now is all pranks and polemics.

But the divinest poem, or the life of a great man, is the severest satire.... The greater the genius, the keener the edge of the satire.

Picture this scene. A critic arrives at the gates of heaven. 'And what did you do?' asks Saint Peter. 'Well', says the dead soul. 'I criticised things'. 'I beg your pardon?' 'You know, other people wrote things, performed things, painted things and I said stuff like, "thin and unconvincing", "turgid and uninspired", "competent and serviceable,"...you know'.

It requires less character to discover the faults of others, than to tolerate them.

Our contempt for others proves nothing but the illiberality and narrowness of our own views.

I will not say it is not Christian to make beads of others faults, and tell them over every day; I say it is infernal. If you want to know how the Devil feels, you do know, if you are such an one.

They judge lest they be judged.

The bitterest satires and noblest eulogies on married life have come from poets.

Only God Can Judge Me That which does not kill me can only make me stronger. I don't see why everybody feel as though that they gotta tell me how to live my life

There is a certain justice in criticism.

Sometimes bad is bad.

How easy it is to call rogue and villain, and that wittily! But how hard to make a man appear a fool, a blockhead, or a knave, without using any of those opprobrious terms! Tosparethegrossness ofthenames, and to dothe thing yet moreseverely, isto drawa full face, and tomake the nose and cheeks stand out, and yet not to employ any depth of shadowing.