Ex Libris Kirkland

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Subtitle with The Journal of a Tour to the Hebrides
First Written 1773
Genre Travel
Origin UK
Publisher Everyman
ISBN-10 0375414185
ISBN-13 978-0375414183
My Copy library Everyman - includes Boswell's Journal of a Tour to the Hebrides
First Read June 21, 2011

A Journey to the Western Islands of Scotland



This may come as no surprise to anybody ever, but Johnson is super quotable! It's full of off-the-cuff aphorisms, so pardon my excessive quoting here. Remember, dear reader, that Ex Libris Kirkland is my outlet for this sort of thing, and quoting here means I'm not interrupting my wife every five minutes with "Listen to this!"

Noted on June 21, 2011

I picked this up in anticipation of a trip to northern Scotland next winter. I expect it'll be a dismal place, so I'm looking for anything to fire up the imagination.

I've actually never read anything by Samuel Johnson before, so the best part of this has been getting a taste of his famous wit. I know it's been said before, but the dude is funny! It's like your clever friend is writing a travel blog, if your friend writes like an 18th-century intellectual and also sort of hates the Scottish.

Noted on June 21, 2011

It is not very easy to fix the principles upon which mankind have agreed to eat some animals, and reject others; and as the principle is not evident, it is not uniform. That which is selected as delicate in one country, is by its neighbours abhorred as loathsome. The Neapolitans lately refused to eat potatoes in a famine. An Englishman is not easily persuaded to dine on snails with an Italian, on frogs with a Frenchman, or on horseflesh with a Tartar. The vulgar inhabitants of Sky, I know not whether of the other islands, have not only eels, but pork and bacon in abhorrence, and accordingly I never saw a hog in the Hebrides, except one at Dunvegan.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

The Scots: liars!
Many of my subsequent inquiries upon more interesting topicks ended in the like uncertainty. He that travels in the Highlands may easily saturate his soul with intelligence, if he will acquiesce in the first account. The Highlander gives to every question an answer so prompt and peremptory, that skepticism itself is dared into silence, and the mind sinks before the bold reporter in unresisting credulity; but, if a second question be ventured, it breaks the enchantment; for it is immediately discovered, that what was told so confidently was told at hazard, and that such fearlessness of assertion was either the sport of negligence, or the refuge of ignorance.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

Why travel to such a barren place?
It will very readily occur, that this uniformity of barrenness can afford very little amusement to the traveller; that it is easy to sit at home and conceive rocks and heath, and waterfalls; and that these journeys are useless labours, which neither impregnate the imagination, nor enlarge the understanding. It is true that of far the greater part of things, we must content ourselves with such knowledge as description may exhibit, or analogy supply; but it is true likewise, that these ideas are always incomplete, and that at least, till we have compared them with realities, we do not know them to be just. As we see more, we become possessed of more certainties, and consequently gain more principles of reasoning, and found a wider basis of analogy.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

On traveling light:
We found in the course of our journey the convenience of having disencumbered ourselves, by laying aside whatever we could spare; for it is not to be imagined without experience, how in climbing crags, and treading bogs, and winding through narrow and obstructed passages, a little bulk will hinder, and a little weight will burthen; or how often a man that has pleased himself at home with his own resolution, will, in the hour of darkness and fatigue, be content to leave behind him every thing but himself.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

Johnson is really disappointed with the tree situation in Scotland:
I had now travelled two hundred miles in Scotland, and seen only one tree not younger than myself.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

Boethius, as president of the university, enjoyed a revenue of forty Scottish marks, about two pounds four shillings and sixpence of sterling money. In the present age of trade and taxes, it is difficult even for the imagination so to raise the value of money, or so to diminish the demands of life, as to suppose four and forty shillings a year, an honourable stipend; yet it was probably equal, not only to the needs, but to the rank of Boethius.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

The distance of a calamity from the present time seems to preclude the mind from contact or sympathy. Events long past are barely known; they are not considered. We read with as little emotion the violence of Knox and his followers, as the irruptions of Alaric and the Goths. Had the university been destroyed two centuries ago, we should not have regretted it; but to see it pining in decay and struggling for life, fills the mind with mournful images and ineffectual wishes.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

Where there is yet shame, there may in time be virtue.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

The change of religion in Scotland, eager and vehement as it was, raised an epidemical enthusiasm, compounded of sullen scrupulousness and warlike ferocity, which, in a people whom idleness resigned to their own thoughts, and who, conversing only with each other, suffered no dilution of their zeal from the gradual influx of new opinions, was long transmitted in its full strength from the old to the young, but by trade and intercourse with England, is now visibly abating, and giving way too fast to that laxity of practice and indifference of opinion, in which men, not sufficiently instructed to find the middle point, too easily shelter themselves from rigour and constraint.

Quoted on June 21, 2011

This is notably funny to me because it describes the windows of my own apartment. Granted, the pulleys are broken, but we still rely on a nail to hold the window open.
Their windows do not move upon hinges, but are pushed up and drawn down in grooves, yet they are seldom accommodated with weights and pullies. He that would have his window open must hold it with his hand, unless what may be sometimes found among good contrivers, there be a nail which he may stick into a hole, to keep it from falling.

What cannot be done without some uncommon trouble or particular expedient, will not often be done at all.

Quoted on June 21, 2011


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