You will travel in a Land of Marvels

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.

Science, my lad, is made up of mistakes, but they are mistakes which it is useful to make, because they lead little by little to the truth.

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

Anything one man can imagine, other men can make real.

He believed in it, as certain good women believe in the leviathan-by faith, not by reason.

How many things have been denied one day, only to become realities the next!

The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy. It is an immense desert, where man is never lonely, for he feels life stirring on all sides.

Anything you can imagine you can make real.

All that is impossible remains to be accomplished.

We may brave human laws, but we cannot resist natural ones.

The total ugliness and indifference of the worst features of the human race come out in their driving habits.

You have to bind the devil and command him to set these people free.

Anyone who falls in love is a freak. Its like a socially acceptable form of insanity.

I'm a feminist, of course, and I feel as if I'm very politically correct, although I do question what's PC and what's not - I don't just accept what I'm told.

My mom was really busy when I was growing up, but she did a really good job in terms of balancing her home life with her professional life. She basically took me everywhere.

I obviously don't feel under pressure to look young, because I have had no Botox or surgery. I don't judge people who choose to have it, but I don't want to erase who I am.

There is very little in civilized life that demands everything you got intellectually, physically, and emotionally. Driving is living. It's aggressive instead of passive living.

I love playing the new songs live. I hate playing a new song and then having to play an old song again, it feels really boring.

It's because when we sneeze, our soul flies out our nose and if no one says 'bless you,' the devil can snatch it.

I think people inspire me the most. If I meet a person who is incredibly complex, and all of a sudden, I start thinking in rhymes, that person could be a muse.