Science, my lad, has been built upon many errors; but they are errors which it was good to fall into, for they led to the truth.

We were alone. Where, I could not say, hardly imagine. All was black, and such a dense black that, after some minutes, my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer.

Science, my lad, is made up of mistakes, but they are mistakes which it is useful to make, because they lead little by little to the truth.

There are no impossible obstacles; there are just stronger and weaker wills, that’s all!

Anything one man can imagine, other men can make real.

He believed in it, as certain good women believe in the leviathan-by faith, not by reason.

How many things have been denied one day, only to become realities the next!

The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy. It is an immense desert, where man is never lonely, for he feels life stirring on all sides.

Anything you can imagine you can make real.

All that is impossible remains to be accomplished.

We may brave human laws, but we cannot resist natural ones.

...those works that don't touch the heart, it seems to me, miss the true aim of Art.

Murphy's face went through several mutations as he spoke, as if small animals were scurrying about just beneath his skin.

Jesus first, others next, and yourself last spells J-O-Y.

To lose a child ... was something that could end one's world. One could never get back to how it was before. The stars went out. The moon disappeared. The birds became silent.

I did not know the woman I would be nor that blood would bloom in me each month like an exotic flower, nor that children, two monuments, would break from between my legs.

It's much more fun to play something you're nothing like than what you are... It's much easier to hide yourself in a character.

My clothes are great for a honeymoon: They're light and sexy, colorful and pretty, and not expensive.

Each class preaches the importance of those virtues it need not exercise. The rich harp on the value of thrift, the idle grow eloquent over the dignity of labor.

Bandwagons roll through our lives. Its up to you whether you jump on them unquestioningly or jump on them to overturn them and subvert them.

The paradox is that by the time you get to be senior, the decisions that matter the most are the ones that would be best made made by people who are junior.