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Knowledge Is An Unending Adventure At The Edge Of Uncertainty.

The Private Motives Of Scientists Are Not The Trend Of Science. The Trend Of Science Is Made By The Needs Of Society: Navigation Before The Eighteenth Century, Manufacture Thereafter; And In Our Age I Believe The Liberation Of Personality. Whatever The Part Which Scientists Like To Act, Or For That Matter Which Painters Like To Dress, Science Shares The Aims Of Our Society Just As Art Does.

The Force That Makes The Winter Grow Its Feathered Hexagons Of Snow , And Drives The Bee To Match At Home Their Calculated Honeycomb, Is Abacus And Rose Combined. An Icy Sweetness Fills My Mind , A Sense That Under Thing And Wing Lies, Taut Yet Living , Coiled, The Spring .

The World Can Only Be Grasped By Action, Not By Contemplation.

Every Judgment In Science Stands On The Edge Of Error, And Is Personal.