Quotes About Butler

I do have a fantasy piece of technology that would do my food shopping for me, and if you wanted to, you could probably employ a butler or a maid. But I'd like to have a fridge that restocks itself. I don't know what you'd call that - an automatic restocking pantry?

I automatically started thinking about what I'd do if I had to prove I was sane. I'd like to think that just being my normal, essentially sane self would be enough, but I'd probably behave in such an overly polite and helpful and competent manner I'd come across like a mad butler with panic in his eyes.

The first thing I do when I come to work, I say hello to my dogs and give them one biscuit each. The butler takes them out to the park and drops them off at the office, so they are there waiting for me. They are very popular in the studio. They play all the time. They run around, up and down, left and right.

It seems that every text has more sources than it can reconstruct within its own terms.

A very correct butler opened the door, with just the right amount of gloom in his bearing.

Ackroyd was sitting as I had left him in the armchair before the fire. His head had fallen sideways, and clearly visible, just below the collar of his coat, was a shining piece of twisted metalwork. Parker and I advanced till we stood over the recumbent figure. I heard the butler draw in his breath with a sharp hiss. "Stabbed from be'ind," he murmured. "'Orrible!

A skilful leech is better far, than half a hundred men of war.

I think I'd take a human butler over a robot one.

Butler was like 20 minutes from my house, so I was pretty much at home. I never had my own apartment and made my own meals for myself and all that.

As I reach my thirtieth year of service as a butler in a gentleman's household, I find myself looking back. Between my secret recipe for boot blacking (an indispensable tool for a butler), and a vastly superior method to remove wine stains from velvet (which some will erroneously hold to be an impossibility), I find my memories salted with some faint wisdoms, a few tested experiences, and many, many interesting stories.

They say the test of [literary power] is whether a man can write an inscription. I say, "Can he name a kitten?" And by this test I am condemned, for I cannot.

The extremes of vice and virtue are alike detestable, and absolute virtue is as sure to kill a man as absolute vice is.

At dinner my man appeares.

It is dressed into speeches about patriotism, love of country...but the profits...skyrocket.

A butler supplies food to nourish your body, but a writer nourishes your mind through writing.

To operate within the matrix of power is not the same as to replicate uncritically relations of domination.

Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days!Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways.

My wretched dragon is perplexed.

Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.

Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.

My wretched dragon is perplexed.

In 381, he attended the general council held at Constantinople, and joined the other bishops in condemning the Macedonian heretics.

His cousit. Roland, who followed him with the rear of his army, in his return was set upon in the Pyrenean mountains by a troop of Gascon robbers, and slain; and is the famous hero of numberless old French romances and songs

I have these plants in my house that are dying, so having a robot butler to water them when I'm away would be pretty handy.