Oh some are fond of Spanish wine, and some are fond of French.

Once in a century a man may be ruined or made insufferable by praise. But surely once in a minute something generous dies for want of it.

People who leave their own time out of their work cannot be surprised if their time fails to find them interesting.

Off Cape Horn there are but two kinds of weather, neither one of them a pleasant kind.

In this life he laughs longest who laughs last.

The Thames is a wretched river after the Mersey and the ships are not like Liverpool ships and the docks are barren of beauty ... it is a beastly hole after Liverpool; for Liverpool is the town of my heart and I would rather sail a mudflat there than command a clipper out of London

Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes and peacocks, Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.