No Wonder That My Remembrance Fails Me,

You Will Be Astonished When I Tell You What This Curious Play Of Carbon Amounts To. A Candle Will Burn Some Four, Five, Six, Or Seven Hours. What, Then, Must Be The Daily Amount Of Carbon Going Up Into The Air In The Way Of Carbonic Acid! ... Then What Becomes Of It? Wonderful Is It To Find That The Change Produced By Respiration ... Is The Very Life And Support Of Plants And Vegetables That Grow Upon The Surface Of The Earth.

I Propose To Distinguish These Bodies By Calling Those Anions Which Go To The Anode Of The Decomposing Body; And Those Passing To The Cathode, Cations; And When I Have Occasion To Speak Of These Together, I Shall Call Them Ions.

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.

In Place Of Practising Wholesome Self-abnegation, We Ever Make The Wish The Father To The Thought: We Receive As Friendly That Which Agrees With, We Resist With Dislike That Which Opposes Us; Whereas The Very Reverse Is Required By Every Dictate Of Common Sense.

I Think Chemistry Is Being Frittered Away By The Hairsplitting Of The Organic Chemists; We Have New Compounds Discovered, Which Scarcely Differ From The Known Ones And When Discovered Are Valueless-very Illustrations Perhaps Of Their Refinements In Analysis, But Very Little Aiding The Progress Of True Science.