Truth Is The Progressive Diminution Of Residual

If Success Or Failure Of This Planet And Of Human Beings Depended On How I Am And What I Do... How Would I Be? What Would I Do?

Children Are Born True Scientists. They Spontaneously Experiment And Experience And Reexperience Again. They Select, Combine, And Test, Seeking To Find Order In Their Experiences - "which Is The Mostest? Which Is The Leastest?" They Smell, Taste, Bite, And Touch-test For Hardness, Softness, Springiness, Roughness, Smoothness, Coldness, Warmness: They Heft, Shake, Punch, Squeeze, Push, Crush, Rub, And Try To Pull Things Apart.

By And Large, I Seem To Have Made More Mistakes Than Any Others Of Whom I Know, But Have Learned Thereby To Make Ever Swifter Acknowledgment Of The Errors And Thereafter Immediately Set About To Deal More Effectively With The Truths Disclosed By The Acknowledgment Of Erroneous Assumptions.

My Ideas Have Undergone A Process Of Emergence By Emergency. When They Are Needed Badly Enough, They Are Accepted.

If You Are The Master Be Sometimes Blind, If You Are The Servant Be Sometimes Deaf.