It's Not Enough What I Did In

Babies Did Not Attract Me, And I Was Altogether Without The Maternal Sense So Highly Developed In Small And Adolescent Girls.

I Told Mother Of My Decision To Study Medicine. She Encouraged Me To Speak To Father... I Began In A Roundabout Way... He Listened, Looking At Me With That Serious And Penetrating Gaze Of His That Caused Me Such Trepidation, And Asked Whether I Knew What I Wanted To Do.

The Body Does Whatever It Wants. I Am Not My Body; I Am My Mind.

The Process For Awarding Nobel Prizes Is So Complex That It Cannot Be Corrupted.

It Is Imperfection - Not Perfection - That Is The End Result Of The Program Written Into That Formidably Complex Engine That Is The Human Brain, And Of The Influences Exerted Upon Us By The Environment And Whoever Takes Care Of Us During The Long Years Of Our Physical, Psychological And Intellectual Development.