Men must work, and women must weep.

[At the end of the story, its main character, Tom] is now a great man of science, and can plan railroads, and steam-engines, and electric telegraphs, and rifled guns, and so forth; and knows everything about everything, except why a hen's egg don't turn into a crocodile, and two or three other little things that no one will know till the coming of the Cocqcigrues.

In the four hundred and thirteenth year of the Christian era, some three hundred miles above Alexandria, the young monk Philammon was sitting on the edge of a low range of inland cliffs, crested with drifting sand.

The most wonderful and the strongest things in the world, you know, are just the things which no one can see.

I do not see why we should not be as just to an ant as to a human being.

Those clouds are angels' robes.

You are not very good if you are not better than your best friends imagine you to be.