Fourier Is A Mathematical Poem.

I Often Say That When You Can Measure What You Are Speaking About, And Express It In Numbers, You Know Something About It; But When You Cannot Measure It, When You Cannot Express It In Numbers, Your Knowledge Is Of A Meagre And Unsatisfactory Kind.

Vortices Of Pure Energy Can Exist And, If My Theories Are Right, Can Compose The Bodily Form Of An Intelligent Species.

There Is Nothing New To Be Discovered In Physics Now. All That Remains Is More And More Precise Measurement.

Suppose That You Could Mark The Molecules In A Glass Of Water; Then Pour The Contents Of The Glass Into The Ocean And Stir The Latter Throughly So As To Distribute The Marked Molecules Uniformly Throughout The Seven Seas; If Then You Took A Glass Of Water Anywhere Out Of The Ocean, You Would Find In It About A Hundred Of Your Marked Molecules.

Heavier-than-air Flying Machines Are Impossible.