[A]ll the ingenious men, and all the scientific men, and all the fanciful men, in the world,... could never invent, if all their wits were boiled into one, anything so curious and so ridiculous as a lobster.

It's all in the day's work, as the huntsman said when the lion ate him.

There's no use doing a kindness if you do it a day too late.

He was not only, I soon discovered, a water drinker, but a strict vegetarian, to which, perhaps, he owed a great deal of the almost preternatural clearness, volubility, and sensitiveness of mind.

Look at the bow in the cloud, in the very rain itself. That is a sign that the sun, though you cannot see it, is shining still -- that up above beyond the cloud is still sunlight and warmth and cloudless blue sky.

For men must work and women must weep, And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep.

He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.