You Don't Carry In Your Countenance A

I Feel An Earnest And Humble Desire, And Shall Do Till I Die, To Increase The Stock Of Harmless Cheerfulness.

Good Never Come Of Such Evil, A Happier End Was Not In Nature To So Unhappy A Beginning.

He Would Make A Lovely Corpse.

"it's An Old Habit Of Mine, Wal'r," Said The Captain, "any Time These Fifty Year. When You See Ned Cuttle Bite His Nails, Wal'r, Then You May Know That Ned Cuttle's Aground."

A Good Thing Can't Be Cruel.