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

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

I thanked God for having led me through the labyrinth of darkness to the only point at which the voices of my companions could reach me. (p. 122)

Desciende al cráter del Yóculo del SNeffels por donde la sombra del Scartis llega a acariciar antes de las calendas de julio, audaz viajero, y llegarás al dentro de la Tierra como he llegado yo. Arne Saknussemm.