Solitude, isolation, are painful things, and beyond human endurance.

We were alone. Where, I could not say, hardly imagine. All was black, and such a dense black that, after some minutes, my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer.

It seems wisest to assume the worst from the beginning...and let anything better come as a surprise.

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

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

There is hope for the future, and when the world is ready for a new and better life, all these things will some day come to pass, - in God's good time

Nature's creative power is far beyond man's instinct of destruction.