Lights of ships moved in the fairway-a great stir of lights going up and going down. And farther west on the upper reaches the place of the monstrous town was still marked ominously on the sky, a brooding gloom in sunshine, a lurid glare under the stars.

I sit down religiously every morning, I sit down for eight hours every day - and the sitting down is all.

Some of us, regarding the ocean with understanding and affection, have seen it looking old, as if the immemorial ages had been stirred up from the undisturbed bottom of ooze. For it is a gale of wind that makes the sea look old.

Happiness, happiness ... the flavor is with you-with you alone, and you can make it as intoxicating as you please.

One must explore deep and believe the incredible to find the new particles of truth floating in an ocean of insignificance.

The human heart is vast enough to contain all the world.

In the time of Spanish rule, and for many years afterwards, the town of Sulaco--the luxuriant beauty of the orange gardens bears witness to its antiquity--had never been commercially anything more important than a coasting port with a fairly large local trade in ox-hides and indigo.