My house is small, but may heaven grant that it is never full of friends.

Anything capable of being imagined will one day be made reality.

Reality provides us with facts so romantic that imagination itself could add nothing to them.

Powder is but a thing of yesterday, and war is as old as the human race--unhappily.

The cold, increased by the tremendous speed, deprived them of the power of speech.

What use are the best of arguments when they can be destroyed by force?

From the moment they had left the Earth, their own weight, and that of the Projectile and the objects therein contained, had been undergoing a progressive diminution. . . . Of course, it is quite clear, that this decrease could not be indicated by an ordinary scales, as the weight to balance the object would have lost precisely as much as the object itself. But a spring balance, for instance, in which the tension of the coil is independent of attraction, would have readily given the exact equivalent of the loss.