For a time Jack was angry; but when he had been without the jacket for a short while he began to realize that being half-clothed is infinitely more uncomfortable than being entirely naked. Soon he did not miss his clothing in the least, and from that he came to revel in the freedom of his unhampered state.

It is a characteristic of the weak and criminal to attribute to others the misfortunes that are the result of their own wickedness.

Death, only, renders hope futile.

I got this story from someone who had no business in the telling of it.

We are, all of us, creatures of habit, and when the seeeming necessity for schooling ourselves in new ways ceases to exist, we fall naturally and easily into the manner and customs which long usage has implanted ineradicably within us.

In that little party there was not one who would desert another; yet we were of different countries, different colours, different races, different religions--and one of us was of a different world.

Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.