I hear we are going after treasure -- hear it from my own hands, mind you. Now, treasure is a ticklish work; I don't like treasure voyages on any account, and I don't like them, above all, when they are secret and when (begging your pardon, Mr. Trelawney) the secret has been told to the parrot.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 9

There's never a man looked me between the eyes and seen a good day a'terward.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 28

Here it is about gentlemen of fortune. They lives rough, and they risk swinging, but they eat and drink like fighting-cocks, and when a cruise is done, why, it's hundreds of pounds instead of hundreds of farthings in their pockets.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 11

Batten down your hatches till you're spoke, my friend.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 28

Many's a long night I've dreamed of cheese—toasted mostly.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 15

Sir, with no intention to take offence, I deny your right to put words into my mouth.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 9

I lived on rum, I tell you. It's been meat and drink, and man and wife, to me.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 3

The bar silver and the arms still lie, for all that I know, where Flint buried them; and certainly they shall lie there for me. Oxen and wain-ropes would not bring me back again to that accursed island, and the worst dreams that ever I have are when I hear the surf booming about its coasts, or start upright in bed, with the sharp voice of Captain Flint still ringing in my ears: "Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!"

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 34

Dead men don't bite.

--ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, Treasure Island, Ch. 11