I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude.

I do not know the American gentleman, God forgive me for putting two such words together.

I had no advice, no counsel, no encouragement, no consolation, no assistance, no support, of any kind, from anyone, that I can call to mind, as I hope to go to heaven!

No one who can read, ever looks at a book, even unopened on a shelf, like one who cannot.

A commission of haberdashers could alone have reported what the rest of her poor dress was made of, but it had a strong general resemblance to seaweed, with here and there a gigantic tea-leaf. Her shawl looked particularly like a tea-leaf after long infusion.

I have always thought of Christmas time... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time.

And what about the cash, my existence's jewel?