He who must travel happily must travel light.

Love, like a carefully loaded ship, crosses the gulf between the generations.

How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.

Life always bursts the boundaries of formulas.

You'll be bothered from time to time by storms, fog, snow. When you are, think of those who went through it before you, and say to yourself, 'What they could do, I can do.'

My senses of space, of distance, and of direction entirely vanished. When I looked for the ground I sometimes looked down, sometimes up, sometimes left, sometimes right. I thought I was very high up when I would suddenly be thown to earth in a near vertical spin. I thought I was very low to the ground and I was pulled up to 3,000 feet in two minutes by the 500-horsepower motor. It danced, it pushed, it tossed. . . . Ah! la la!

It is the duty of the ship's captain to make port, cost what it may.