But Captain Vere was now again motionless, standing absorbed in thought. Again starting, he vehemently exclaimed, "Struck dead by an angel of God! Yet that angel must hang!

The great God absolute! The centre and circumference of all democracy! His omnipresence, our divine equality!

For the profit of travel: in the first place, you get rid of a few prejudices.... The prejudiced against color finds several hundred millions of people of all shades of color, and all degrees of intellect, rank, and social worth, generals, judges, priests, and kings, and learns to give up his foolish prejudice.

Book! You lie there; the fact is, you books must know your places. You'll do to give us the bare words and facts, but we come in to supply the thoughts.

Everyone knows that in most people's estimation, to do anything cooly is to do it genteelly.

As with ships, so with men; he who turns his back to his foe gives him an advantage.

War should be carried on like a monsoon; one changeless determination of every particle towards the one unalterable aim.