Upon The Creatures We Have Made, We

If Children Grew Up According To Early Indications, We Should Have Nothing But Geniuses.

The Mortal Race Is Far Too Weak Not To Grow Dizzy On Unwonted Brights.

Love Is An Ideal Thing, Marriage A Real Thing

Someday Someone Will Write A Pathology Of Experimental Physics And Bring To Light All Those Swindles Which Subvert Our Reason, Beguile Our Judgement And, What Is Worse, Stand In The Way Of Any Practical Progress. The Phenomena Must Be Freed Once And For All From Their Grim Torture Chamber Of Empiricism, Mechanism, And Dogmatism; They Must Be Brought Before The Jury Of Man's Common Sense.

Money Lost, Something Lost. Honor Lost, Much Lost. Courage Lost, Everything Lost-better You Were Never Born