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

The human heart is vast enough to contain all the world.

In the time of Spanish rule, and for many years afterwards, the town of Sulaco--the luxuriant beauty of the orange gardens bears witness to its antiquity--had never been commercially anything more important than a coasting port with a fairly large local trade in ox-hides and indigo.

Do not talk to me of Archimedes' lever. He was an absent-minded person with a mathematical imagination. Mathematics commands my respect, but I have no use for engines. Give me the right word and the right accent and I will move the world.

As to honor - you know - it's a very fine mediaeval inheritance which women never got hold of. It wasn't theirs.

The artist appeals to that part of our being which is not dependent on wisdom; to that in us which is a gift and not an acquisition-and therefore, more permanently enduring. He speaks to our capacity for delight and wonder, to the sense of mystery surrounding our lives; to our sense of pity, and beauty and pain.

We live in the flicker -- may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.