In armies, navies, cities, or families, in nature herself, nothing more relaxes good order than misery.

In a multitude of acquaintances is less security, than in one faithful friend.

Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins?

Can it be, that the Greek grammarians invented their dual number for the particular benefit of twins?

We cannibals must help these Christians.

Mystery is in the morning, and mystery in the night, and the beauty of mystery is everywhere; but still the plain truth remains, that mouth and purse must be filled.

Why is almost every robust healthy boy with a robust healthy soul in him, at some time or other crazy to go to sea? Why upon your first voyage as a passenger, did you yourself feel such a mystical vibration, when first told that you and your ship were now out of sight of land? Why did the old Persians hold the sea holy? Why did the Greeks give it a separate deity, and own brother of Jove? Surely all this is not without meaning.