What _I_ want is the land that my feyther owned before me, and the house that my mither kept.

And they'll have to show me the place they call Eden before I'll give up that it beats Rainbow Bottom--Summer, Autumn, or Winter.

I dinna give twa hoops fra the palaces men rig up, or the thing they call 'landscape gardening'.

When did men ever compete with the work of God?
All the men that have peopled the earth since time began could have their brains rolled into one, and he would stand helpless before the anatomy of one of the rats in these bags.

The thing God does is guid enough fra me." "Why don't you take a short cut to the matin'-house ?" inquired Jimmy.
"Because I wad have nothing to say when I got there," retorted Dannie.
"I've a meetin'-house of my ain, and it juist suits me; and I've a God, too, and whether He is spirit or essence, He suits me.