“Saturday morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life.”

— Chapter 2

““Like it? Well, I don’t see why I oughtn’t to like it. Does a boy get a chance to whitewash a fence every day?””

— Tom Sawyer, Chapter 2

“Work consists of whatever a body is obliged to do, and that Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do.”

— Chapter 2

““Spare the rod and spile the child, as the Good Book says. I’m a laying up sin and suffering for us both, I know.””

— Aunt Polly, Chapter 1

“he saw a new girl in the garden—a lovely little blue-eyed creature with yellow hair plaited into two long-tails, white summer frock and embroidered pantalettes. The fresh-crowned hero fell without firing a shot.”

— Chapter 3

“the juvenile pariah of the village, Huckleberry Finn, son of the town drunkard. Huckleberry was cordially hated and dreaded by all the mothers of the town, because he was idle and lawless and vulgar and bad—and because all their children admired him so, and delighted in his forbidden society, and wished they dared to be like him.”

— Chapter 6

“There comes a time in every rightly-constructed boy’s life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure.”

— Chapter 25

““Becky, I was such a fool! Such a fool! I never thought we might want to come back! No—I can’t find the way. It’s all mixed up.””

— Tom Sawyer, Chapter 31

“Injun Joe lay stretched upon the ground, dead, with his face close to the crack of the door, as if his longing eyes had been fixed, to the latest moment, upon the light and the cheer of the free world outside.”

— Chapter 33

““Don’t talk about it, Tom. I’ve tried it, and it don’t work; it don’t work, Tom. It ain’t for me; I ain’t used to it. The widder’s good to me, and friendly; but I can’t stand them ways.””

— Huckleberry Finn, Chapter 35

“So endeth this chronicle. It being strictly a history of a boy, it must stop here; the story could not go much further without becoming the history of a man.”

— Conclusion