Hale: Aren't you looking the wrong way, Hollister?
Garrison: I suppose you're right, Mr. Hale. There's nothing back there except yesterday.
Kempton: Well, I tell you something, Mr. Hollister, if someone opens a good backwoods jug and my leg ain't hurtin' enough to drink I usually whomp it one with my stick here.
Hale: Is it that easy to deny the world you were born into?
Garrison: It isn't easy but it can be done.
Hale: Hello, Drake. How are you feeling?
Drake: I'm sober, if that's what you mean.
Hale: A little touchy too.
Hale: To people like Drake, abolitionists are about ten shades worse than the devil.
Hale: There's nothing sticks so long as a bad memory.