In The Present State Of Our Knowledge,

Consistency In Opinion Is The Slow Poison Of Intellectual Life, The Destroyer Of Its Vividness And Energy.

Cavendish Was A Great Man With Extraordinary Singularities-his Voice Was Squeaking His Manner Nervous He Was Afraid Of Strangers & Seemed When Embarrassed To Articulate With Difficulty-he Wore The Costume Of Our Grandfathers. Was Enormously Rich But Made No Use Of His Wealth... He Cavendish Lived Latterly The Life Of A Solitary, Came To The Club Dinner & To The Royal Society: But Received Nobody At His Home. He Was Acute Sagacious & Profound & I Think The Most Accomplished British Philosopher Of His Time.

Experimental Science Hardly Ever Affords Us More Than Approximations To The Truth; And Whenever Many Agents Are Concerned We Are In Great Danger Of Being Mistaken.

I Envy No Quality Of The Mind Or Intellect In Others; Not Genius, Power, Wit, Nor Fancy; But, If I Could Choose What Would Be Most Delightful, And, I Believe, Most Useful To Me, I Should Prefer A Firm Religious Belief To Every Other Blessing.

It Must Always Be Borne In Mind That The Assumption Of Woman's Social Superiority Lies At The Root Of These Rules Of Conduct.