John, you and I will be both in heaven shortly; but though you be much older than I, my soul will get the forestart of yours, for I will be first in heaven, but your body will have the advantage of mine, for ye will get rest in your grave until the resurrection, and die there; […]

The philanthropy needed, which shall be ever ready to toil, and possessed of an untiring patience equal to perpetual contest with difficulty, is a philanthropy which looks beyond the outward, and is moved by something more durable than mere sensibility or sympathy for physical distress. It is a philanthropy which, underneath rags and filth, shrouded by the darkness of ignorance, oppressed and stifled by the warfare of passion, can catch glimpses of the immortal spirit.

VERNA: And get him to pick up a flagon o' Red. [She goes toward the bathroom door and turns.] Ya know what they say about the Old Red Ned…puts lead in ya pencil!

In most very warm days in summer the thermometer stands above 70 degrees on the scale of Fahrenheit, about the centre of the county; in the summer of 1811, it stood repeatedly above 80°; and on the 25th of May, 1807, during the time when the sheet lightning of tropical regions appeared, about three in the afternoon, it stood at 92° in the shade within three miles of Moffat!