It was the forty-fathom slumber that clears the soul and eye and heart, and sends you to breakfast ravening.

If a man brings a good mind to what he reads he may become, as it were, the spiritual descendant to some extent of great men, and this link, this spiritual hereditary tie, may help to just kick the beam in the right direction at a vital crisis; or may keep him from drifting through the long slack times when, so to speak, we are only fielding and no balls are coming our way.

We are the opening verse of the opening page of the chapter of endless possibilities.

As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?

Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting grounds. He will hunt among these hills for the next moon, so he has told me.

A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke.