For a moment Jack felt the strongest inclination to snatch up his little gilt chair and beat the white-faced man down with it.

When you're taking a fence on a horse, you don't think much; your body does all the thinking, and you're over or you're not over. It's much the same when you are doing a tricky thing with a pen. There are times when I'm writing very, very fast.

Compulsion is the death of friendship.

Although wealth may not bring happiness, the immediate prospect of it provides a wonderfully close imitation.

...looking angrily at the wombat: and a moment later, 'Come now, Stephen, this is coming it pretty high: your brute is eating my hat.' 'So he is, too,' said Dr. Maturin. 'But do not be perturbed, Jack; it will do him no harm, at all. His digestive processes--

For a moment Jack felt the strongest inclination to snatch up his little gilt chair and beat the white-faced man down with it.

Go and see whether the Doctor is about,’ said Jack, ‘and if he is, ask him to look in, when he has a moment.’ Which he is in the fish-market, turning over some old-fashioned lobsters. No. I tell a lie. That is him, falling down the companion-way and cursing in foreign.