"They are the filthiest race that God ever created. They do not wipe themselves after going to stool, or wash themselves after nocturnal pollution, any more than if they were wild asses." Chapter 3, p. 46.

'You Arabs,' he said, 'must be a stupid lot. You take your most beloved and revered man and cast him into the ground to be devoured by creeping things and worms. We, on the other hand, burn him in a twinkling, so that instantly, without a moment's delay, he enters into Paradise.' Chapter 3, p. 58.

"These Northmen are by their own accounting the best sailors in the world, and I saw much love of the oceans and waters in their demeanor." Chapter 5, p. 74.

"He made this reply: 'There are things that no man can conquer, and no sword can kill, and no fire can burn, and such things are in the forests.'...