God was satisfied with his own work, and that is fatal. – Samuel Butler
Letters are like wine; if they are sound they ripen with keeping. A man should lay down letters as he does a cellar of wine. – Samuel Butler

God was satisfied with his own work, and that is fatal. – Samuel Butler
Letters are like wine; if they are sound they ripen with keeping. A man should lay down letters as he does a cellar of wine. – Samuel Butler
There is nothing which at once affects a man so much and so little as his own death. – Samuel Butler
Some men love truth so much that they seem to be in continual fear lest she should catch a cold on overexposure. – Samuel Butler