Book: Journey to the center of the Earth

- Where are you going? She asked [Martha].
I pointed my finger at the ground.
- To the cellar? The old maid exclaimed.
"No," I finally said, "even deeper!"

- However, we will see: I will tear out the mystery of this document and will neither eat nor sleep until I solve it.
"Oh well!" I thought.
- Neither I, Axel, nor you! He continued.
"Damn! I said to myself, "How good it is that I had a snack for two!"

He was a selfish scientist, a real storehouse of knowledge, but at the slightest attempt to learn something from it, he published a desperate creak - in a word, a miser!

I asked and was angry, but it was all in vain: I was faced with a will harder than granite.

Scientific theories, my boy, full of mistakes, but they are useful to make, because in the end they lead to the truth.

...;the surprise is the best medicine and I recovered with this new therapeutic agent;..

In human language there are no words to convey the feelings engulfed me.

- And below under the ground?
- Density will continue to increase!
- How are we then to go down?
- We put stones in his pockets.
Right, uncle, you all have the answer!

On the threshold of his gaping mouth I looked up and the last time I saw the sky of Iceland,"which, perhaps, I was not destined to see!"

It would be better to say: "Roll on!", for we without difficulty slid down an inclined plane. It was facilis descensus Averni* Virgil!

I ask any reasonable person: is it possible to hear this without a shudder?

But, by the grace of heaven, for the great sorrows followed by great joy, and Professor Liedenbrock had the satisfaction, atone, they experienced despair.

- Oh! Mr. lidenbrock, they spread across the country. On our old icy island like to read! There is neither a farmer nor a fisherman who does not know how to read I would not read. We think that books instead of mouldy behind an iron grating, far from curious eyes, should benefit, to be constantly on the mind of the reader. That is why the book we pass from hand to hand, read and re-read, and often book a year or two is not returned to its place.

- I do not suppose that a person endowed with will, gave himself up to despair, while his heart beat until he is able to move.