New things are always ugly.

What one man can invent another can discover.

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.

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

They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.

Most new discoveries are suddenly-seen things that were always there.

The unknown is the largest need of the intellect.

What one man can invent another can discover.

How gloriously legible are the constellations of the heavens!