Anything capable of being imagined will one day be made reality.
I am nothing to you but Captain Nemo; and you and your companions are nothing to me but the passengers of the Nautilus.
I am very bad at expressing tender sentiments. The very word ‘love’ frightens me.
Scent is the soul of flowers, and sea flowers, as splendid as they may be, have no soul!
How tranquil is a coral tomb, and may the heavens grant that my companions and I be buried in no other!
Wherever he saw a hole he always wanted to know the depth of it. To him this was important.
Poets are like proverbs: you can always find one to contradict another.
Well, I thought I was so tranquil! I need to give up that illusion! There is decidedly no rest to be had in this world.
Powder is but a thing of yesterday, and war is as old as the human race – unhappily.
I believe that water will one day be employed as fuel, that hydrogen and oxygen which constitute it, used singly or together, will furnish an inexhaustible source of heat and light, of an intensity of which coal is not capable.
The cold, increased by the tremendous speed, deprived them of the power of speech.
There is hope for the future, and when the world is ready for a new and better life, all these things will some day come to pass, – in God’s good time.
It’s really useful to travel, if you want to see new things.
What you do for money you do badly.
The moon, by her comparative proximity, and the constantly varying appearances produced by her several phases, has always occupied a considerable share of the attention of the inhabitants of the earth.
An English criminal, you know is always better concealed in London than anywhere else.
Everything is possible for an eccentric, especially when he is English.
Trains, like time and tide, stop for no one.
When the mind once allows a doubt to gain entrance, the value of deeds performed grow less, their character changes, we forget the past and dread the future.
The colonists had no library at their disposal; but the engineer was a book which was always at hand, always open at the page which one wanted, a book which answered all their questions, and which they often consulted.