Quote by Samuel Butler
Birth and death are so closely related that one could not destroy

Birth and death are so closely related that one could not destroy either without destroying the other at the same time. It is extinction that makes creation possible. – Samuel Butler

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When a man is in doubt about this or that in his writing, it will often guide him if he asks himself how it will tell a hundred years hence. – Samuel Butler

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God and the Devil are an effort after specialization and the division of labor. – Samuel Butler

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Luckless is the country in which the symbols of procreation are the objects of shame, while the agents of destruction are honored! And yet you call that member your pudendum, or shameful part, as if there were anything more glorious than creating life, or anything more atrocious than taking it away. – Savinien Cyrano De Bergerac

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I could be content that we might procreate like trees, without conjunction, or that there were any way to perpetuate the world without this trivial and vulgar way of coition. – Sir Thomas Browne

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Do not breed. Nothing gives less pleasure than childbearing. Pregnancies are damaging to health, spoil the figure, wither the charms, and its the cloud of uncertainty forever hanging over these events that darkens a husbands mood. – Marquis De Sade

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Behold, I was shapened in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me. Psalms 51:5 – Bible

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