Genius, all over the world, stands hand in hand, and one shock of recognition runs the whole circle round.

Thou wine art the friend of the friendless, though a foe to all.

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

Nature has not implanted any power in man that was not meant to be exercised at times, though too often our powers have been abused.

You cannot hide the soul.

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

For as this appalling ocean surrounds the verdant land, so in the soul of man there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life.