The Gorilla Hunters Quotes

“When a bad shot points a bad gun at you, your best plan is to stand still and take your chance. In such a case the chance is not a bad one. - Jack”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“I am not prone to indulge in effeminate demonstration, but I am not ashamed to confess that when I gazed on the weather-beaten though ruddy countenance of my old companion, and observed the eager glance of his bright blue eyes, I was quite overcome, and rushed violently into his arms.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“Very justly and modestly said,” remarked Peterkin, with an approving nod. “’Tis a pity that men are not more generally animated with your spirit, Mak. Most people, when they do wrong or make a mistake, are too apt to try to excuse themselves.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“I should not wonder, now, if you, Ralph, were to go home and write a book detailing our adventures in these parts, that at least half the sportsmen of England would be in Africa next year, and the race of gorillas would probably become extinct”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“Well, there is a tide also in the affair of getting up in the morning, and its flood-point is the precise instant when you recover consciousness. At that moment every one, I believe, has moral courage to leap violently out of bed; but let that moment pass, and you sink supinely back, if not to sleep, at least into a desperate condition of unconquerable lethargy.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“I propose,” replied Jack, “that we shall undress ourselves, rub ourselves entirely over with charcoal and grease, so that they shall not recognise us, and dash in and carry the girl off by a coup de main. In which case it will, of course, be neck or nothing, and a tremendous race to the cave, where, if they follow us, we will keep them at bay with our rifles.” “Umph!”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“We Circumvent the Natives. We arose on the following morning with the dawn of day, and began to make preparation for our departure. To”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“Dere is one cave,” remarked the guide, “not far off to here. P’raps we be safe if we git into ’im. But I ’fraid it not do, cause him be peepiled by fiends an’ dead man’s spirits.” “That’s”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“They leaped and laughed and danced like insane men, and we had much ado to prevent them seizing us in their arms and rubbing noses with us. As”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“There are muffs in this world. I do not refer to those hairy articles of female apparel in which ladies are wont to place their hands, handkerchiefs, and scent-bottles.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“How long I lay in this condition I know not, but I was suddenly awakened by a yell so appalling that my heart leaped as if into my throat, and my nerves thrilled with horror.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“O Peterkin,” said I, in a tone of remonstrance, “how could you be so unkind as to waken me when I had just got to sleep? Shabby fellow!” “Just got to sleep, say you? You’ve been snoring like an apoplectic alderman for exactly two hours.” “You”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“Then it must be the monkey. That’s it. Roast monkey does not agree with you.” “Do”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“And so, reader, it was ultimately settled, and in the course of two weeks more we three were on our way to the land of the slave, the black savage, and the gorilla.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“I’m determined to shoot a gorilla, or prove him to be a myth.”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“Peterkin’s face was undergoing the most remarkable series of changes of expression, which, as I concluded, merged into a smile of beaming delight, as he said,—“Ralph, you’re a trump!” “Possibly,”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters

“You appear to know more of my private history than I have the pleasure of knowing of yours. Pray, sir, may I—but, bless me! are you unwell?” I asked this in some alarm, because the little man was rolling about in his seat, holding his sides, and growing very red in the face. “Oh”
― R.M. Ballantyne, The Gorilla Hunters