At Kiel, as elsewhere, a day goes by somehow or other.

Therever fortune clears a way, thither our ready footsteps stray.

I wanted to see what no one had yet observed, even if I had to pay for this curiosity with my life.

I am nothing to you but Captain Nemo; and you and your companions are nothing to me but the passengers of the Nautilus.

Steam seems to have killed all gratitude in the hearts of sailors.

As long as the heart beats, as long as body and soul keep together, I cannot admit that any creature endowed with a will has need to despair of life.

There are no impossible obstacles; there are just stronger and weaker wills, that’s all!