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Facts are the air of scientists. Without them you can never fly.
Facts are the air of scientists. Without them you can never fly.
The process of scientific discovery is, in effect, a continual flight from wonder.
The process of scientific discovery is, in effect, a continual flight from wonder.
The most likely way for the world to be destroyed, most experts agree, is by accident. That's where we come read more
The most likely way for the world to be destroyed, most experts agree, is by accident. That's where we come in; we're computer professionals. We cause accidents.
Not even computers will replace committees, because committees buy computers.
Not even computers will replace committees, because committees buy computers.
Saying that Windows95 is equal to Macintosh is like finding a potato that looks like Jesus and believing you've witnessed read more
Saying that Windows95 is equal to Macintosh is like finding a potato that looks like Jesus and believing you've witnessed the second coming.
Microsoft isn't evil, they just make really crappy operating systems.
Microsoft isn't evil, they just make really crappy operating systems.
There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of read more
There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of fact.
The great work must inevitably be obscure, except to the very few, to those who like the author himself are read more
The great work must inevitably be obscure, except to the very few, to those who like the author himself are initiated into the mysteries. Communication then is secondary: it is perpetuation which is important. For this only one good reader is necessary.
I have a spelling checkerIt came with my PC;It plainly marks four my revueMistakes I cannot sea.I've run this poem read more
I have a spelling checkerIt came with my PC;It plainly marks four my revueMistakes I cannot sea.I've run this poem threw it,I'm sure your pleased too no,Its letter perfect in it's weigh,My checker tolled me sew.
