Around the World in Eighty Days Quotes

As for seeing the town, the idea never occurred to him, for he was the sort of Englishman who, on his travels, gets his servant to do his sightseeing for him.

It may be said here that the wise policy of the British Government severely punishes a disregard of the practices of the native religions.

Anything one man can imagine, other men can make real.

The chance which now seems lost may present itself at the last moment.

It’s really useful to travel, if you want to see new things.

His countenance possessed in the highest degree what physiognomists call “repose in action,” a quality of those who act rather than talk.

If the thing is feasible, the first to do it ought to be an Englishman.

The game was in his eyes a contest, a struggle with a difficulty, yet a motionless, unwearying struggle, congenial to his tastes.

He lived alone, and, so to speak, outside of every social relation; and as he knew that in this world account must be taken of friction, and that friction retards, he never rubbed against anybody.

I see that it is by no means useless to travel, if a man wants to see something new.

A true Englishman doesn’t joke when he is talking about so serious a thing as a wager.

It may be taken for granted that, rash as the Americans are, when they are prudent there is good reason for it.

A well-used minimum suffices for everything.

Why, I’ve just this instant found out that we might have gone around the world in only seventy-eight days.

We are going round the world.

Passepartout was astounded, and, though ready to attempt anything to get over Medicine Creek, thought the experiment proposed a little too American.

An English criminal, you know, is always better concealed in London than anywhere else.

Phileas Fogg, having shut the door of his house at half-past eleven, and having put his right foot before his left five hundred and seventy-five times, and his left foot before his right five hundred and seventy-six times, reached the Reform Club.

I see that it is by no means useless to travel, if a man wants to see something new.

As for Phileas Fogg, it seemed just as if the typhoon were a part of his programme.

If to live in this style is to be eccentric, it must be confessed that there is something good in eccentricity.

The noble lord, confined to his armchair, would have given his whole fortune to be able to travel around the world, in ten years even; and he bet four thousand pounds on Phileas Fogg.

Was he being devoured by one of those secret rages, all the more terrible because contained, and which only burst forth, with irresistible force, at the last moment?

Solitude is a sad thing, with no heart to which to confide your griefs.

Nothing, say you? Perhaps so; nothing but a charming woman, who, strange as it may appear, made him the happiest of men!