It is with fiction as with religion: it should present another world, and yet one to which we feel the tie.

Nobody is so heartily despised as a pusillanimous, lazy, good-for-nothing, land-lubber; a sailor has no bowels of compassion for him.

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

I would prefer not to.

One would like to know, what were foes made for except to be used?

Struck dead by an angel of God! Yet the angel must hang!

Traveling takes the ink out of one's pen as well as the cash out of one's purse.