True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.

The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility.

New things are always ugly.

Nature has planted in our minds an insatiable desire to seek the truth.

They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.

Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.

One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.

A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.

What one man can invent another can discover.

When they shout “Long live progress,” always ask, “Progress of what?”