«Hai il dono di comparire proprio quando la mia mente è piena del tuo nome e perfino della tua immagine. Ma, Stephen, mio caro, sei così pallido e magro! Ti danno da mangiare? Sei stato malato? Sei in...
The weather had freshened almost to coldness, for the wind was coming more easterly, from the chilly currents between Tristan and the Cape; the sloth was amazed by the change; it shunned the deck and...
Still, the farther hills remained as untouched as the sea; high, remote, arid, dark and sterile, poisoned with the sun.
Sir,’ said Stephen, ‘I read novels with the utmost pertinacity. I look upon them – I look upon good novels – as a very valuable part of literature, conveying more exact and finely-distinguished knowle...
One lives in the very present moment; lives intently. There is no urge to be doing: being is the highest good.
Oh well,' said Jack: and then, 'Did you ever meet Bach?''Which Bach?''London Bach.''Not I.''I did. He wrote some pieces for my uncle Fisher, and his young man copied them out fair. But they were lost...
Of course I do know it is the French who are so wicked; but there are all these people who keep coming and going - the Austrians, the Spaniards, the Russians. Pray, are the Russians good now? It would...
The ostensible purpose of Mr Wray's visit was to check corruption in the dockyard, and it appeared to Maturin that he would probably be more successful in this than in counter-espionage. Intelligence...
Stephen reflected for some little while on the exact degree of calculated incivility allowed in a well-bred man.
Never mind manoeuvres, always go at them.
Jack prese la lettera, borbottò uno «scusami» e si ritirò. Tornò poco dopo, più alto, più dritto nella persona, il volto raggiante. «Signore Iddio, Stephen, è la lettera più bella che io abbia mai ric...
It occurred to him that she had spent these last few years entirely among men, seeing no women apart from a few like Louisa Wogan; she spoke rather as men, and somewhat raffish, moneyed, loose-living...
Like most normally constituted writers Martin had no use for any candid opinion that was not wholly favourable.
Jack and Stephen were neither of them human until the first pot of coffee was down, hot and strong.
Good morning, Doctor, cried Jack, appearing behind him. 'I did not know you were inthe hotel.''Good morning, sir,' said Stephen. 'I was not. I slept with a friend.''Oh, I see,' said Jack. He was pleas...
Was an officer holding out his sword,
[Babbington] What did [the Doctor, Stephen] do to you, sir?[Captain Aubrey] Well, I am ashamed to say he took a pistol-ball out of the small of my back. It must have been when I turned to hail for mor...
What's wrong with (Captain) Jack Aubrey?Everything, since he has a command and I have not.
Valuable and ingenious he might be, thought Jack, fixing him with his glass, but false he was too, and perjured. He had voluntarily sworn to have no truck with vampires, and here, attached to his boso...
Trollops are capital things in port, but will not do at sea.