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To Imagine Is The Characteristic Act, Not Of The Poet's Mind, Or The Painter's, Or The Scientist's, But Of The Mind Of Man.

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 .

To Me, Being An Intellectual Doesn't Mean Knowing About Intellectual Issues; It Means Taking Pleasure In Them.

The Hand Is The Cutting Edge Of The Mind.

Dissent Is The Mark Of Freedom, As Originality Is The Mark Of Independence Of Mind. … No One Can Be A Scientist … If He Does Not Have Independence Of Observation And Of Thought.