Keep to your mountains and prairies, and shun cities, if these things tempt you, Dan.

Better lose your life than your soul, and one such passion leads to worse sins, as you know better than I.' Dan nodded, and seeing how troubled she was, said, in a lighter tone, though still the shadow of that past experience remained: 'Don't be scared; I'm all right now; and a burnt dog dreads the fire.

I don't drink, or do the things you dread; don't care for 'em; but I get excited, and then this devilish temper of mine is more than I can manage.

Fighting a moose or a buffalo is all right; but when you pitch into a man, no matter how great a scamp he is, you've got to look out.
I shall kill someone some day; that's all I'm afraid of.

I do hate a sneak!' And Dan brought his fist down on the table with a blow that made the lamp totter and the books skip.
'That always was your trial, Dan, and I can sympathize with you; for I've been trying to govern my own temper all my life, and haven't learnt yet,' said Mrs Jo, with a sigh.