The chance which now seems lost may present itself at the last moment.

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

It was all very well for an Englishman like Mr. Fogg to make the tour of the world with a carpet-bag; a lady could not be expected to travel comfortably under such conditions.

We may brave human laws, but we cannot resist natural ones.

When the mind once allows a doubt to gain entrance, the value of deeds performed grow less, their character changes, we forget the past and dread the future.

In presence of Nature's grand convulsions man is powerless.

We are of opinion that instead of letting books grow moldy behind an iron grating, far from the vulgar gaze, it is better to let them wear out by being read.