Science is a cemetery of dead ideas.

I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so that there is room for paradoxes.

The unknown is the largest need of the intellect.

How gloriously legible are the constellations of the heavens!

Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose. 

A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.

The discovery of a new dish does more for human happiness than the discovery of a star.

New things are always ugly.

Nature has planted in our minds an insatiable desire to seek the truth.