I see that it is by no means useless to travel, if a man wants to see something new
Steam seems to have killed all gratitude in the hearts of sailors.
My house is small, but may heaven grant that it is never full of friends.
Trains, like time and tide, stop for no one.
He was the most deliberate person in the world, yet always reached his destination at the exact moment. As for Phileas Fogg, it seemed just as if the typhoon were a part of his programme. Around the world in eighty days
Solitude, isolation, are painful things, and beyond human endurance.