The best place a person can die, is where they die for others.

Some day,' said Smee, 'the clock will run down, and then he'll get you.' Hook wetted his dry lips, 'Aye,' he said, 'that's the fear that haunts me.

Forget not your past, for in the future it may help you grow

In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it really meant was that they no longer believed.

I've sometimes thought . . . that the difference between us and the English is that the Scotch are hard in all other respects but soft with women, and the English are hard with women but soft in all other respects.

You [Scots] come of a race of men the very wind of whose name has swept to the ultimate seas.

Stars are beautiful, but they must not take an active part in anything, they must just look on forever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was.