When a mystery is too overpowering, one dare not disobey.

When one wishes to play the wit, he sometimes wander a little from the truth.

The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them in particular caused by what we compare it to: something worse and we feel grateful for what we have; something better and we feel somehow let down.

Sometimes we behave as though there was something more important than life. But what?

Let a man in a garret but burn with enough intensity and he will set fire to the world.

We are all youthful barbarians, and only our new toys bring us excitement. That has been the sole purpose of our flights. This one flies higher, that one faster. But now we will make ourselves at home. We will forget the machine, the tool. It is no longer complex; it does what it is supposed to do, unnoticed. And through this tool we will find again the old nature, the nature of the gardener, the navigator, the poet.

Only the unknown frightens men. But once a man has faced the unknown, that terror becomes the known.