Other people's marriages are a perpetual source of amazement.

Compulsion is the death of friendship.

But the tale or narrative set in the past may have its particular time-free value; and the candid reader will not misunderstand me, will not suppose that I intend any preposterous comparison, when I observe that Homer was farther removed in time from Troy than I am from the Napoleonic wars; yet he spoke to the Greeks for 2,000 years and more.

Other people's marriages are a perpetual source of amazement.

Touch and away, Jack?’ asked Stephen. ‘Touch and away? Do you not recall that I have important business there? Enquiries of the very first interest?’ To do with our enterprise? To do with this voyage?’ Perhaps not quite directly.

Wit is the unexpected copulation of ideas.

No man born of woman has ever understood spoken Portuguese.