I have examined you long enough. I have read your heart, and written…

Take care what you say! I'll have no hard words. Wretch! If I am a wretch, who made me one? If I hate you and myself and the world, who made me hate it? I was born free—as free as you are. Why should I be sent to herd with beasts, and …

Every country can claim for itself a of home manufacture. He of Australia is William Buckley.

Here I am in bed, with vinegar and brown paper over my nose, all the children sick, the baby howling like an unfledged tempest, some £500 to pay to-morrow; and as I sink disgustedly to sleep, Eliza murmurs (through the brown paper), "I …

Mothers-in-law are ladies with daughters. A mother-in-law may be considered as the beard on the matrimonial oyster.

Convictism having been safely got under hatches, and put to bed in its Government allowance of sixteen inches of space per man, cut a little short by exigencies of shipboard, the cuddy was wont to pass some not unpleasant evenings.

To describe a tempest of the elements is not easy, but to describe a tempest of the soul is impossible.