It was the momentary yielding of a nature that had been disappointed from the dawn of its perceptions, but had not quite given up all its hopeful yearnings yet.

Marley was dead, to begin with ... This must be distintly understood, or nothing wonderful can come of the story I am going to relate.

I believe the spreading of Catholicism to be the most horrible means of political and social degradation left in the world.

A demd, damp, moist, unpleasant body!

"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. "It was the salmon."

Make them laugh, make them cry, make them wait.

I think it impossible, utterly impossible, for any Englishman to live here [in America], and be happy.