Samuel Butler

(1612 - 1680 / England)

Samuel Butler Quotes

  • ''There is but one step from the Academy to the Fad.''
    Samuel Butler (1835-1902), British author. Samuel Butler's Notebooks, p. 236 (1951).
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  • ''The better part of valour is indiscretion.''
    Samuel Butler (1835-1902), British author. First published in 1912. Samuel Butler's Notebooks, p. 165, E.P. Dutton & Company (1951).
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  • ''We are not won by arguments that we can analyse but by tone and temper, by the manner which is the man himself.''
    Samuel Butler (1835-1902), British author. Samuel Butler's Notebooks (1951).
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  • ''There is no bore like a clever bore.''
    Samuel Butler (1835-1902), British author. First published in 1912. Samuel Butler's Notebooks, p. 255, E.P. Dutton & Company (1951).
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  • ''Justice is my being allowed to do whatever I like. Injustice is whatever prevents my doing so.''
    Samuel Butler (1835-1902), British author. Samuel Butler's Notebooks, p. 56 (1951).
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Best Poem of Samuel Butler

Puritans - (From Hudibras)

Our brethren of New England use
Choice malefactors to excuse,
And hang the guiltless in their stead,
Of whom the churches have less need;
As late it happened in a town
Where lived a cobbler, and but one,
That out of doctrine could cut use,
And mend men's lives as well as shoes.
This precious brother having slain
In times of peace an Indian,
Not out of malice, but mere zeal,
Because he was an infidel;
The mighty Tottipotimoy
Complaining loudly of the breach
Of league held forth by brother Patch,
Against the articles in force
Between both ...

Read the full of Puritans - (From Hudibras)

Sonnets On Miss Savage

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She was too kind, wooed too persistently,
Wrote moving letters to me day by day;
The more she wrote, the more unmoved was I,
The more she gave, the less could I repay.
Therefore I grieve, not that I was not loved,
But that, being loved, I could not love again.
I liked, but like and love are far removed;
Hard though I tried to love I tried in vain.

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