There are truths that prove their discoverers witless.

How gloriously legible are the constellations of the heavens!

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

What one man can invent another can discover.

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

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

I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas and land on barbarous coasts.

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

The atavistic urge toward danger persists and its satisfaction is called adventure.

When they shout “Long live progress,” always ask, “Progress of what?”