Research is what I'm doing when I don't know what I'm doing.

Research is what I'm doing when I don't know what I'm doing.

Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll,
In pleasing memory of all he stole;
How read more

Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll,
In pleasing memory of all he stole;
How here he sipp'd, how there he plunder'd snug,
And suck'd all o'er like an industrious bug.

My books need no one to accuse or judge you: the page which is
yours stands up against you read more

My books need no one to accuse or judge you: the page which is
yours stands up against you and says, "You are a thief."

He that readeth good writers and pickes out their flowres for his
own nose, is lyke a foole.

He that readeth good writers and pickes out their flowres for his
own nose, is lyke a foole.

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but read more

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.

Perish those who said our good things before we did.
[Lat., Pereant qui ante nos nostra dixerent.]

Perish those who said our good things before we did.
[Lat., Pereant qui ante nos nostra dixerent.]

I assert that the cosmic religious experience is the strongest
and the noblest driving force behind scientific research.

I assert that the cosmic religious experience is the strongest
and the noblest driving force behind scientific research.

If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?

If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?

We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library
filled with books in many different read more

We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library
filled with books in many different languages. The child knows
someone must have written those books. It does not know how. It
does not understand the languages in which they are they are they
are written. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the
arrangement of the books but doesn't know what it is. That, it
seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent being
toward God.