Our virtues and our failings are inseparable, like force and matter. When they separate, man is no more.

Science is but a perversion of itself unless it has as its ultimate goal the betterment of humanity.

The last 29 days of the month are the hardest.

I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to succes…