In presence of Nature's grand convulsions man is powerless.
What one man can think, another man can do.
What you do for money you do badly.
He who is mistaken in an action which he sincerely believes to be right may be an enemy, but retains our esteem.
As for Phileas Fogg, it seemed just as if the typhoon were a part of his programme
Scent is the soul of flowers, and sea flowers, as splendid as they may be, have no soul!