“I should send my bees ashore for you, upon my sacred honour.”

“Well, I will wear the bees, like Damon and Pythagoras ho, a mere sixty thousand bees in the cabin don't signify, much.”

“Compulsion is the death of friendship, joy.”

“There is so much ignorant prejudice against bees in a dining-room.”

“A foolish German had said that man thought in words. It was totally false; a pernicious doctrine; the thoughts flashed into being in a hundred simultaneous forms, with a thousand associations, and ...”

“How much better a man feels when he is mixed with halibut and leg of mutton and roebuck”

“Aubrey Fitzwilliam knew that crisis was another word for opportunity.”

“I was alone in this discovery because it was my secret, my private exploration.”

“A little after moonrise Stephen woke. Extreme hunger had brought on cramps in his midriff again and he held his breath to let them pass: Jack was still sitting there, the tiller under his knee, the...”

“It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.”

“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”

“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.”