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Fortunate Newton, Happy Childhood Of Science. Nature To Him Was An Open Book. He Stands Before Us Strong, Certain, And Alone.

The Only Thing That Interferes With My Learning Is My Education.

Out Yonder There Is This Huge World, Which Exists Independently Of Us Human Beings And Which Stands Before Us Like A Great, Eternal Riddle, At Least Partially Accessible To Our Inspection And Thinking

You Cannot Beat A Roulette Table Unless You Steal Money From It.

That A Man Can Take Pleasure In Marching In Formation To The Strains Of A Band Is Enough To Make Me Despise Him. He Has Only Been Given His Big Brain By Mistake; A Backbone Was All He Needed.