Knowledge Is Not A Loose Leaf Notebook

The Most Powerful Drive In The Ascent Of Man Is His Pleasure In His Own Skill. He Loves To Do What He Does Well And, Having Done It Well, He Loves To Do It Better. You See It In His Science. You See It In The Magnificence With Which He Carves And Builds, The Loving Care, The Gaiety, The Effrontery. The Monuments Are Supposed To Commemorate Kings And Religions, Heroes, Dogmas, But In The End The Man They Commemorate Is The Builder.

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.

Who Has Not Hoped To Outrage An Enemy's Dignity? Who Has Not Been Swept By The Wish To Hurt? And Who Has Not Thought That The Impersonal World Deserves No Better Than To Be Destroyed By One Fabulous Sign Of His Displeasure?

A Genius Is A Man Who Has Two Great Ideas.

We Are All Shot Through With Enough Motives To Make A Massacre, Any Day Of The Week That We Want To Give Them Their Head.