It is not always possible to know what one has learned, or when the dawning will arrive. You will continue to shift, sift, to shake out and to double back. The synthesis that finally occurs can be in the most unexpected place and the most unexpected time. My charge ... is to be alert to the dawnings.
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Research is the act of going up alleys to see if they are blind.
So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can't even get to the read more
So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can't even get to the office without undergoing the agonies of the damned, but give him a little metal, a few chemicals, some wire and twenty or thirty billion dollars and, vroom! there he is, up on a rock a quarter of a million miles up in the sky.
Get your ideas on paper and study them. Do not let them go to waste!
Get your ideas on paper and study them. Do not let them go to waste!
It is a good morning exercise for a research scientist to discard a pet hypothesis every day before breakfast. It read more
It is a good morning exercise for a research scientist to discard a pet hypothesis every day before breakfast. It keeps him young.
I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.
I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.
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A man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. He sits on a hot stove for a minute, it's longer than any hour. That is relativity.
The research rat of the future allows experimentation without manipulation of the real world. This is the cutting edge of read more
The research rat of the future allows experimentation without manipulation of the real world. This is the cutting edge of modeling technology.
The great tragedy of science - the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.
The great tragedy of science - the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.
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If you get hung up on everybody else's hang-ups, then the whole world's going to be nothing more than one huge gallows.
