The Only Hope [of Science] ... Is

The Creative Process Is A Cocktail Of Instinct, Skill, Culture And A Highly Creative Feverishness.

To Suffering There Is A Limit; To Fearing, None.

If I Go To The National Gallery And I Look At One Of The Great Paintings That Excite Me There, It's Not So Much The Painting That Excites Me As That The Painting Unlocks All Kinds Of Valves Of Sensation Within Me Which Return Me To Life More Violently.

It Is A Great Happiness When Men's Professions And Their Inclinations Accord.

Men Leave Their Riches Either To Their Kindred Or Their Friends, And Moderate Portions Prosper Best In Both.