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.

The easiest way of life is the best.

Woe to him who seeks to please rather than appall.

The worst of our evils we blindly inflict upon ourselves; our officers cannot remove them, even if they would.

When I think of this life I have led; the desolation of solitude it has been; the masoned, walled-town of a Captain's exclusiveness, which admits but small entrance to any sympathy from the green country without - oh, weariness! heaviness! Guinea-coast slavery of solitary command!

Poor people make a very poor business of it when they try to seem rich.

And what is it, thought I, after all! It’s only his outside; a man can be honest in any sort of skin.