When I returned to partial life my face was wet with tears. How long that state of insensibility had lasted I cannot say. I had no means now of taking account of time. Never was solitude equal to this, never had any living being been so utterly forsaken.

A scholar has to know a little of everything.

Wherever he saw a hole he always wanted to know the depth of it. To him this was important.

It must be, for there is a logic to everything on this earth and nothing is done without a reason, that God sometimes lets scientists discover.

The colonists had no library at their disposal; but the engineer was a book which was always at hand, always open at the page which one wanted, a book which answered all their questions, and which they often consulted.

An English criminal, you know is always better concealed in London than anywhere else.

Anything a man can imagine, another can create