... I feel certain that his tale is true. Feeling that certainty, I befriend him. As long as that certainty shall last, I will befriend him. And if any consideration could shake me in this resolve, I should be so ashamed of myself for my meanness, that no man's good opinion - no, nor no woman's - so gained, could compensate me for the loss of my own.

a most excellent man, though I could have wished his trousers not quite so tight in some places and not quite so loose in others.

What are the odds so long as the fire of the soul is kindled at the taper of conviviality, and the wing of friendship never molts a feather?

Her contempt for me was so strong, that it became infectious, and I caught it.

But the words she spoke of Mrs Harris, lambs could not forgive ... nor worms forget.

...and to-morrow looked in my face more steadily than I could look at it

A man can well afford to be as bold as brass, my good fellow, when he gets gold in exchange!