Science, great, mighty and in the end unerring, science has fallen into many errors - errors which have been fortunate and useful rather than otherwi… - Jules Verne

Hunger, prolonged, is temporary madness! The brain is at work without its required food, and the most fantastic notions fill the mind. Hitherto I had never known what hunger really meant. I was likely to understand it now.

God, if he believed in Him, and his conscience, if he had one, were the only judges to whom he was answerable.

Then don’t you despair?” I cried irritably.

“No, certainly not,” was the professor’s firm reply.

“What! Do you think there is any chance of safety left?”

“Yes, I do; as long as the heart beats, as long as the body and soul keep together, I cannot admit that any creature endowed with a will has need to despair of life.