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Benevolence alone will not make a teacher, nor will learning alone do it. The gift of teaching is a peculiar read more
Benevolence alone will not make a teacher, nor will learning alone do it. The gift of teaching is a peculiar talent, and implies a need and a craving in the teacher himself. - Memories and Milestones.
Sublime Philosophy!
Thou art the patriarch's ladder, reaching heaven;
And bright with beckoning angels--but alas!
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Sublime Philosophy!
Thou art the patriarch's ladder, reaching heaven;
And bright with beckoning angels--but alas!
We see thee like the patriarch, but in dreams,
By the first step,--dull slumbering on the earth.
The philosopher is Nature's pilot. And there you have our
difference: to be in hell is to drift: to read more
The philosopher is Nature's pilot. And there you have our
difference: to be in hell is to drift: to be in heaven is to
steer.
The uncreative mind can spot wrong answers, but it takes a very creative mind to spot wrong questions.
The uncreative mind can spot wrong answers, but it takes a very creative mind to spot wrong questions.
He who runs behind truck is exhausted, he who runs in front of truck is tired.
He who runs behind truck is exhausted, he who runs in front of truck is tired.
My advice to you is get married: if you find a good wife you’ll be happy; if not, you’ll become read more
My advice to you is get married: if you find a good wife you’ll be happy; if not, you’ll become a philosopher.
... I believe the best test of a model is how well can the modeler answer the questions what do read more
... I believe the best test of a model is how well can the modeler answer the questions what do you know now that you did not know before? and how can you find out if it is true?
The question of whether a computer can think is no more interesting than the question of whether a submarine can read more
The question of whether a computer can think is no more interesting than the question of whether a submarine can swim.
How charming is divine philosophy!
Not harsh, and crabbed, as full fools suppose,
But musical as is read more
How charming is divine philosophy!
Not harsh, and crabbed, as full fools suppose,
But musical as is Apollo's lute,
And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets,
Where no crude surfeit reigns.