Well, well, my dear fellow, be it so. We have shared this same room for some years, and it would be amusing if we ended by sharing the same cell. (...)

There is nothing more to be said or to be done tonight, so hand me over my violin and let us try to forget for half an hour the miserable weather and the still more miserable ways of our fellowmen.

His sanguine spirit turns every firefly into a star.

The mighty voice of Canada will ever call to me.

There is a mystery about this which stimulates the imagination; where there is no imagination there is no horror.

Three quiet days. This hell fiend is like a cat with a mouse. She lets me loose only to pounce upon me again. I am never so frightened as when every thing is still.

Keep your revolver near you night and day, and never relax your precautions.