As to honor - you know - it's a very fine mediaeval inheritance which women never got hold of. It wasn't theirs.

I am afraid that if you want to go down into history you'll have to do something for it.

I do not know whether I have been a good seaman, but I know I have been a very faithful one.

God is for men, and religion for women.

In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent.

It made you feel very small, very lost, and yet it was not altogether depressing, that feeling. After all, if you were small, the grimy beetle crawled on - which was just what you wanted it to do.

Truth of a modest sort I can promise you, and also sincerity. That complete, praiseworthy sincerity which, while it delivers one into the hands of one's enemies, is as likely as not to embroil one with one's friends.