Samuel Butler

Samuel
Butler
1835
1902

English Poet, Novelist, Scholar, Translator

Author Quotes

To be is to think and to be thinkable. To live is to continue thinking and to remember having done so.

Vaccination is the medical sacrament corresponding to baptism. Whether it is or is not more efficacious I do not know.

We shall never get people whose time is money to take much interest in atoms.

While the honour thou hast got Is spick and span new.

Youth is like spring, an over-praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.

To die completely, a person must not only forget but be forgotten, and he who is not forgotten is not dead.

Very useless things we neglect, till they become old and useless enough to be put in Museums: and so very important things we study till, when they become important enough, we ignore them -- and rightly.

We take it that when the state of things shall have arrived which we have been above attempting to describe, man will have become to the machine what the horse and the dog are to man. He will continue to exist, nay even to improve, and will be probably better off in his state of domestication under the beneficent rule of the machines than he is in his present wild state. We treat our horses, dogs, cattle and sheep, on the whole, with great kindness, we give them whatever experience teaches us to be best for them, and there can be no doubt that our use of meat has added to the happiness of the lower animals far more than it has detracted from it; in like manner it is reasonable to suppose that the machines will treat us kindly, for their existence is as dependent upon ours as ours is upon the lower animals.

Who thought he 'd won The field as certain as a gun.

To die is but to leave off dying and do the thing once for all.

Virtue knows that it is impossible to get on without compromise, and tunes herself, as it were, a trifle sharp to allow for an inevitable fall in playing.

What is faith but a kind of betting or speculation after all? It should be, I bet that my Redeemer liveth.

With books and money plac'd for show Like nest-eggs to make clients lay, And for his false opinion pay.

To give pain is the tyranny; to make happy, the true empire of beauty.

We all like to forgive, and love best not those who offend us least, nor who have done most for us, but those who make it most easy for us to forgive them.

What makes all doctrines plain and clear- About two hundred pounds a year. And that which was prov'd true before Prove false again Two hundred more.

With crosses, relics, crucifixes, beads, pictures, rosaries, and pixes, The tools of working out salvation By mere mechanic operation.

To himself everyone is an immortal. He may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.

We all love best not those who offend us least, nor those who have done most for us, but those who make it most easy for us to forgive them.

What runs through a person like water through a sieve.

With many a stiff thwack, many a bang, Hard crab-tree and old iron rang.

To know God better is only to realize how impossible it is that we should ever know him at all. I know not which is more childish to deny him, or define him.

We are so far identical with our ancestors and our contemporaries that it is very rarely we can see anything that they do not see. It is not unjust that the sins of the fathers should be visited upon the children, for the children committed the sins when in the persons of their fathers.

Whatever sceptic could inquire for, For every why he had a wherefore.

With mortal crisis doth portend My days to appropinque an end.

Author Picture
First Name
Samuel
Last Name
Butler
Birth Date
1835
Death Date
1902
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English Poet, Novelist, Scholar, Translator