The Day When The Scientist, No Matter

In The Radiation Laboratory We Count It A Privilege To Do Everything We Can To Assist Our Medical Colleagues In The Application Of These New Tools To The Problems Of Human Suffering.

We Have Reached The Age, Those Of Us To Whom Fortune Has Assigned A Post In Life's Struggle, When Beaten And Smashed And Biffed By The Lashing Of The Dragon's Tail, We Begin To Appreciate That The Old Man Was Not Such A Fool After All. We Saw Our Parents Wrestling With The Same Dragon, And We Thought, Though We Never Spoke A Thought Aloud, 'why Doesn't He Hit Him On The Head?' Alas, Comrads, We Know Now. We Have Hit The Dragon On The Head And We Have Seen The Dragon Smile.

Oh, Somewhere In This Favoured Land The Sun Is Shining Bright; The Band Is Playing Somewhere; And Somewhere Hearts Are Light; And Somewhere Men Are Laughing; And Little Children Shout; But There Is No Joy In Mudville- Great Casey Has Struck Out.

I Am Mindful That Scientific Achievement Is Rooted In The Past, Is Cultivated To Full Stature By Many Contemporaries And Flourishes Only In Favorable Environment. No Individual Is Alone Responsible For A Single Stepping Stone Along The Path Of Progress, And Where The Path Is Smooth Progress Is Most Rapid. In My Own Work This Has Been Particularly True.

It Never Does Much Good To Find Out Why You Can't; Put Your Effort Into What You Can Do.