A Man Who Is Certain He Is

It Is The Great Beauty Of Our Science, Chemistry, That Advancement In It, Whether In A Degree Great Or Small, Instead Of Exhausting The Subjects Of Research, Opens The Doors To Further And More Abundant Knowledge, Overflowing With Beauty And Utility.

I Have Long Held An Opinion, Almost Amounting To Conviction, In Common I Believe With Many Other Lovers Of Natural Knowledge, That The Various Forms Under Which The Forces Of Matter Are Made Manifest Have One Common Origin; Or, In Other Words, Are So Directly Related And Mutually Dependent, That They Are Convertible, As It Were, One Into Another, And Possess Equivalents Of Power In Their Action.

I Am No Poet, But If You Think For Yourselves, As I Proceed, The Facts Will Form A Poem In Your Minds.

Who Would Not Have Been Laughed At If He Had Said In 1800 That Metals Could Be Extracted From Their Ores By Electricity Or That Portraits Could Be Drawn By Chemistry.

There’s Nothing Quite As Frightening As Someone Who Knows They Are Right.