Life & Mortality Quote by Samuel Johnson

Johnson lands the line like a verdict: illness is the great rehearsal for the democracy of the grave. The sting is in “generally” and “begins.” He’s not offering a tender memento mori; he’s describing an observable social mechanism. In healthy life, rank is maintained by performance and optics: the powerful appear self-possessed, the poor are expected to endure. Disease interrupts that theater. A fever doesn’t negotiate with pedigree. Pain makes the duke moan, the servant tremble, the wit fall silent. Equality starts not as a moral ideal but as a collapse of the usual props.

The subtext is Johnson’s signature moral realism, sharpened by his own lifelong ailments and his era’s vulnerability to sickness. In the 18th century, disease was less a private inconvenience than a public event: households reorganized around it, bodies were tended in full view, and medicine offered few reliable escape hatches. That context matters. When death is common and treatment is blunt, the boundary between “important” and “ordinary” people gets thinner, because everyone is forced into the same low-level bargaining with mortality.

What makes the sentence work is its cold symmetry. “Begins” / “completes” turns illness into narrative structure, a two-act play where status is stripped in stages. Johnson’s irony is that equality arrives not through enlightenment or revolution, but through biological indifference. It’s a chastening reminder that hierarchy is a social agreement; the body never signed it.