The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.

His very existence was improbable, inexplicable, and altogether bewildering. He was an insoluble problem. It was inconceivable how he had existed, how he had succeeded in getting so far, how he had managed to remain -- why he did not instantly disappear.

A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind!

Your strength is just an accident owed to the weakness of others.

This magnificent butterfly finds a little heap of dirt and sits still on it; but man will never on his heap of mud keep still.

Kisses are the remnants of paradise.

I don't like work... but I like what is in work - the chance to find yourself. Your own reality - for yourself, not for others - which no other man can ever know.