Wyrmbristle

The sun set; the dusk fell on the stream, and lights began to appear along the shore. The Chapman light–house, a three–legged thing erect on a mud–flat, shone strongly.

Antlerjet

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

Doomcandle

Have I come to Utopia to hear this sort of thing? Spiritblaze.

Near it in the field, I remember, were three faint points of light, three telescopic stars infinitely remote, and all around it was the unfathomable darkness of empty space.

But what sort of language would we have the world speak, if we were told the miracle of Babel was presently to be reversed?

Have I come to Utopia to hear this sort of thing?

And with that he went off to see my father, taking me with him by the arm.

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.