Lying has a kind of respect and reverence with it. We pay a person the compliment of acknowledging his superiority whenever we lie to him. – Samuel Butler
Life is like music it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule. – Samuel Butler
Every one should keep a mental wastepaper basket and the older he grows the more things he will consign to it — torn up to irrecoverable tatters. – Samuel Butler
To himself everyone is an immortal. He may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead. – Samuel Butler