Maxioms by Samuel Butler
Life is not an exact science, it is an art.
Life is not an exact science, it is an art.
Where entity and quiddity,
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.
Where entity and quiddity,
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.
And wisely tell what hour o' th' day
The clock does strike by Algebra.
And wisely tell what hour o' th' day
The clock does strike by Algebra.
The self-same thing they will abhor. One way, and long another for.
The self-same thing they will abhor. One way, and long another for.
Life is the art of drawing sufficent conclusions from insufficient premises.
Life is the art of drawing sufficent conclusions from insufficient premises.
