God, That Checkroom Of Our Dreams.

I Should Have No Use For A Paradise In Which I Should Be Deprived Of The Right To Prefer Hell.

The Ideal, Without Doubt, Varies, But Its Enemies, Alas, Are Always The Same.

My Pessimism Extends To The Point Of Even Suspecting The Sincerity Of Other Pessimists.

Le Biologiste Passe, La Grenouille Reste. The Biologist Passes, The Frog Remains.

If A Given Scientist Had Not Made A Given Discovery, Someone Else Would Have Done So A Little Later. Johann Mendel Dies Unknown After Having Discovered The Laws Of Heredity: Thirty-five Years Later, Three Men Rediscover Them. But The Book That Is Not Written Will Never Be Written. The Premature Death Of A Great Scientist Delays Humanity; That Of A Great Writer Deprives It.