It Is A Primitive Form Of Thought

If I Let My Fingers Wander Idly Over The Keys Of A Typewriter It Might Happen That My Screed Made An Intelligible Sentence. If An Army Of Monkeys Were Strumming On Typewriters They Might Write All The Books In The British Museum. The Chance Of Their Doing So Is Decidedly More Favourable Than The Chance Of The Molecules Returning To One Half Of The Vessel.

It Is Reasonable To Hope That In The Not Too Distant Future We Shall Be Competent To Understand So Simple A Thing As A Star.

It Cannot Be Denied That For A Society Which Has To Create Scarcity To Save Its Members From Starvation, To Whom Abundance Spells Disaster, And To Whom Unlimited Energy Means Unlimited Power For War And Destruction, There Is An Ominous Cloud In The Distance Though At Present It Be No Bigger Than A Man's Hand.

Time Is The Supreme Law Of Nature.

Whatever Else There May Be In Our Nature, Responsibility Toward Truth Is One Of Its Attributes.