“We visit...a neighboring grave-yard. I am by this time in a condition of mind to become a willing inmate of the place.”

“...Conway would give me no rest until I fought him. I felt it was ordained ages before our birth that we should meet on this planet and fight.”

“..We shall get on famously...and be capital friends forever.”

“..Fell over the prostrate steersman, and there we all lay in a heep, two or three of us quite picturesque with the nosebleed.”

“And who are you?" cried one agape, Shuddering in the gloaming light. "I know not" said the second Shape, "I only died last night.”

“Whenever a new scholar came to out school, I used to confront him at recess with the following words: 'My name's Tom Bailey: what's your name?' If the name struck me favorably, I shook hands with the new pupil cordially; but if it didn't I would turn on my heel, for I was particular in this point. Such names as Higgins, Wiggins, and Spriggins were deadly afronts to my ear; while Lapgdon, Wallace, Blake, and the like, were passing words to my confidence and esteem.”

“It is the Lord's Day, and I do believe that cheerful hearts and faces are not unpleasant in His sight.”