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If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?
If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?
Copy from one, it's plagiarism; copy from two, it's research.
Copy from one, it's plagiarism; copy from two, it's research.
To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism, to steal ideas from many is research.
To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism, to steal ideas from many is research.
There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but read more
There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.
If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called
research, would it?
If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called
research, would it?
We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library
filled with books in many different read more
We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library
filled with books in many different languages. The child knows
someone must have written those books. It does not know how. It
does not understand the languages in which they are they are they
are written. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the
arrangement of the books but doesn't know what it is. That, it
seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent being
toward God.
The trouble with research is that it tells you what people were thinking about yesterday, not tomorrow. It's like driving read more
The trouble with research is that it tells you what people were thinking about yesterday, not tomorrow. It's like driving a car using a rearview mirror.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
The process of scientific discovery is, in effect, a continual
flight from wonder.
The process of scientific discovery is, in effect, a continual
flight from wonder.
