“[T]ime passed and there was really no romance in life anymore, only the tedious tranquility of marriage without excitement or curiosity, the dull routine of making a comfortable living with nothing to nourish the imagination.”

“How peaceful life would be without Love, Adso. How Safe. How Tranquil. And how Dull.”

“Only a religion addressed to life's prose, a religion of the dull routine of daily activity, is worthy of the name.”

“There's no such thing as im-POSSIBLE, Hiccup, only im-PROBABLE. The only thing that limits us are the limits to our imagination”

“Comfort and familiarity were wonderful but they also dulled passion and excitement. Predictability and habit made surprises almost impossible.”

“Love is generally romantic only in the beginning, and it doesn't last forever. Love slowly falls into a dull routine and some even lose the romance that once made love feel beautiful. But couples who can maintain the romance are generally called by the cause of sincere love, sincere sacrifice and sincere appreciation and hope for their partner's happiness.”

“Without a name and nothing to be desired,
If only imagined but imagined well.”

“All romances end at marriage.”

“If poetry is emotion recollected in tranquility, then science is tranquility recollected in emotion: a struggle to think carefully in the swirl of passionate curiosity.”

“Life is a roar of bargain and battle, but in the very heart of it there rises a mystic spiritual tone that gives meaning to the whole. It transmutes the dull details into romance. It reminds us that our only but wholly adequate significance is as parts of the unimaginable whole. It suggests that even while living we are living to ends outside ourselves”