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"The nine egwugwu went away to consult together in their house, They were silent for a long time. Then the metal gong sounded and the flute was blown. The egwugwu has emerged once again from their underground home. They saluted one another and then reappeared on the ilo" (Ch.10-pg.92)

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"Early that morning as he offered a sacrifice of new yam and palm-oil to his ancestors he asked to protect him, his children and their mothers in the new year." (Ch. 5 Pg. 39)

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“Age was respected among his people, but achievement was revered. As the elders said, if a child washed his hands he could eat with kings.”

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"He heard Ikemefuna cry, My father, they have killed me!" As he ran towards him. Dazed with fear, Okonkwo drew his machete and cut him down. He was afraid of being thought weak."(Ch.7 - pg. 61).

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"Nwoye had heard that twins were put in earthenware pots and thrown away in the forest, but he had never yet come across them. A vague chill had descended on him and his head had seemed swell, like a solitary walker at night who passes an evil spirit on the way." (Achebe 61-62)

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"Ikemefuna felt his legs melting under him. and he was afraid to look back. As the man who cleared his throat drew up and raised his machete, okonkwo looked away. He heard the blow. The pot fell and broke in the sand. He heard Ikemefuna cry 'father they have killed me!' as he ran towards him. Dazed with fear, Okonkwo drew his machete and cut him down. He was afraid of being thought weak."

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" The pot fell and broke in the sand. He heard Ikefuma cry,"father they have killed me!" as he ran towards him." (Ch7, Pg. 61)

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"Ikemefuna had begun to feel like a member of Okonkwo's family. He still thought about his mother and his three-year-old sister, and he had moments moments of sadness and depression" (Ch. 4, pg. 34)

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"'We have heard both sides of the case' said Evil Forest. 'Our duty is not to blame this man or praise that, but to settle the dispute'." (Ch. 10, pg. 93)

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“He walked back to his obi to await Ojiugio’s return. And when she returned he beat her very heavily. In his anger he had forgot-ten that it was the week of peace.” (Ch.4- pg.29)

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“Uzowulu stepped forward and presented his case. ‘That woman standing there is my wife, Mgbafo. I married her with my money and my yams.  I do not owe my In-laws anything.”
(Ch. 10 - pg. 89)

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“He walked back to his obi to await Ojiugio’s return. And when she returned he beat her very heavily. In his anger he had forgot-ten that it was the week of peace.” (Ch.4- pg.29)

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"They were returning home with baskets of yams from a distant farm across the stream when they heard the voice of an infant crying in the forest....Nwoye had heard that twins were put into earthenware pots and thrown away in the forest, but he had never yet come across them. (Ch. 7 - pg 61, 62)

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“You will bring to the shrine of Ani tomorrow one she-goat, one hen, a length of cloth and a hundred cowries”(pg.30-31).

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" The year that Okonkwo took eight hundred seed-yams from Nwakibie was the worst year in living memory...as if the world had gone mad. The first rains were late.. THe blazing sun returned.. and scorched all the green that had appeared. " (Ch. 3 - pg 23)

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"Age was respected among his people, but achievement was revered. As the elders said, if a child washed his hands he could eat with kings" (Ch. 1 - pg. 8).

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"Yam, the king of crops, was a man's crop." (Ch. 1 - pg. 21)

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"The law of Umuofia is that if a woman runs away from her husband her bride price is returned." (Ch. 10 - pg. 92).

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“Every man of Umuofia was asked to gather at the market place tomorrow morning.”
(pg 3)

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Among the Ibo the art of conversation is regarded very highly, and proverbs are the palm-oil of which words are eaten (Ch. 1 - pg. 7).

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"Yes, Umuofia has decided to kill him. The Oracle of the Hills and the Caves has pronounced it. THey will take him outside Umuofia as is the custom, and kill him there." (Ch. 7, p. 57)