We did it!" I said, feeling limp with relief. "It actually worked!" Dr. Turgenev rubbed his forehead. "I had very big doubts." "Big doubts?" I said weakly. The Russian scientist shrugged. "I am pessimist," he said.

You're like something drawn with the sun's fire, and I can take only little glimpses of you.

You flatter me shamelessly. I like it. Good.

I prefer the word aviatrix. It has more zing to it." "It's very zingy," I agreed.

You see, when medicine works, it is blessed science, and when it fails, it is witchcraft. - Polidori

If my heart were a compass, you'd be North.

I poo poo the chit.' The attendant looked stunned. 'You cannot poo-poo the chit!' I do.' Kate said solemnly. 'I do poo-poo.' We'll walk.