Man Masters Nature Not By Force, But

We Gain Our Ends Only With The Laws Of Nature; We Control Her Only By Understanding Her Laws.

We Re-make Nature By The Act Of Discovery, In The Poem Or In The Theorem. And The Great Poem And The Deep Theorem Are New To Every Reader, And Yet Are His Own Experiences, Because He Himself Re-creates Them. They Are The Marks Of Unity In Variety; And In The Instant When The Mind Seizes This For Itself, In Art Or In Science, The Heart Misses A Beat.

Power Is The By-product Of Understanding.

The Force That Makes The Winter Grow Its Feathered Hexagons Of Snow , And Drives The Bee To Match At Home Their Calculated Honeycomb, Is Abacus And Rose Combined. An Icy Sweetness Fills My Mind , A Sense That Under Thing And Wing Lies, Taut Yet Living , Coiled, The Spring .

We Are A Scientific Civilization. That Means A Civilization In Which Knowledge And Its Integrity Are Crucial. Science Is Only A Latin Word For Knowledge ... Knowledge Is Our Destiny.