It Is True That Many Scientists Are

It Is Odd To Think That There Is A Word For Something Which, Strictly Speaking, Does Not Exist, Namely, "rest." We Distinguish Between Living And Dead Matter; Between Moving Bodies And Bodies At Rest. This Is A Primitive Point Of View. What Seems Dead, A Stone Or The Proverbial "door-nail," Say, Is Actually Forever In Motion. We Have Merely Become Accustomed To Judge By Outward Appearances; By The Deceptive Impressions We Get Through Our Senses.

I Am Now Convinced That Theoretical Physics Is Actually Philosophy.

If God Has Made The World A Perfect Mechanism, He Has At Least Conceded So Much To Our Imperfect Intellect That In Order To Predict Little Parts Of It, We Need Not Solve Innumerable Differential Equations, But Can Use Dice With Fair Success.

We Have Sought For Firm Ground And Found None. The Deeper We Penetrate, The More Restless Becomes The Universe; All Is Rushing About And Vibrating In A Wild Dance.

Science Is Not Formal Logic-it Needs The Free Play Of The Mind In As Great A Degree As Any Other Creative Art. It Is True That This Is A Gift Which Can Hardly Be Taught, But Its Growth Can Be Encouraged In Those Who Already Posses It.