In time of peril, like the needle to the loadstone, obedience, irrespective of rank, generally flies to him who is best fitted to command.

Both the ancestry and posterity of Grief go further than the ancestry and posterity of Joy.

The sea had jeeringly kept his finite body up, but drowned the infinite of his soul.

It is plain and demonstrable, that much ale is not good for Yankee, and operates differently upon them from what it does upon a Briton; ale must be drank in a fog and a drizzle.

The drama's done. Why then here does any one step forth? — Because one did survive the wreck.

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!

Ignorance is the parent of fear.