It is a very true and expressive phrase, "He looked daggers at me," for the first pattern and prototype of all daggers must have been a glance of the eye.... It is wonderful how we get about the streets without being wounded by these delicate and glancing weapons, a man can so nimbly whip out his rapier, or without being noticed carry it unsheathed. Yet it is rare that one gets seriously looked at.

The Great Snow! How cheerful it is to hear of!

Thank God men cannot fly, and lay waste the sky as well as the earth.

All this worldly wisdom was once the unamiable heresy of some wise man.

There is no ill which may not be dissipated, like the dark, if you let in a stronger light upon it.

The only danger in Friendship is that it will end.

All that is told of the sea has a fabulous sound to an inhabitant of the land and all its products have a certain fabulous quality, as if they belonged to another planet.