"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 boy, is composed of errors, but errors that it is right to make, for they lead step by step to the truth."
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Source: Jules Verne (1998). “Journey to the Centre of the Earth”, p.146, Oxford University Press, USA
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