Man is not truly one, but truly two... even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both...

Not Diana herself, although this was more of a Venus after all, could have done a graceful thing more gracefully.

Mutiny, it was plain, hung over us like a thunder-cloud.

The moment I choose, I can be rid of Mr. Hyde.

I have been made to learn that the doom and burden of our life is bound forever on man's shoulders; and when the attempt is made to cast it off, it but returns upon us with more unfamiliar and more awful pressure.

We must lay to, if you please, and keep a bright lookout. It's trying on a man, I know. It would be pleasanter to come to blows. But there's no help for it till we know our men. Lay to, and whistle for a wind, that's my view.

He belonged to that class of men who think a weak head the ornament of women—an opinion invariably punished in this life.