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I am dying from the treatment of too many physicians.
I am dying from the treatment of too many physicians.
When you steal from one author, it's plagiarism; if you steal from many, it's research.
When you steal from one author, it's plagiarism; if you steal from many, it's research.
I think computer viruses should count as life. I think it says something about human nature that the only form read more
I think computer viruses should count as life. I think it says something about human nature that the only form of life we have created so far is purely destructive. We've created life in our own image.
The cell phone has transformed public places into giant phone-a-thons in which callers exist within narcissistic cocoons of private conversations. read more
The cell phone has transformed public places into giant phone-a-thons in which callers exist within narcissistic cocoons of private conversations. Like faxes, computer modems and other modern gadgets that have clogged out lives with phony urgency, cell phones represent the 20th Century's escalation of imaginary need. We didn't need cell phones until we had them. Clearly, cell phones cause not only a breakdown of courtesy, but the atrophy of basic skills.
The two most common things in the universe are hydrogen and human stupidity.
The two most common things in the universe are hydrogen and human stupidity.
Research is the act of going up alleys to see if they are blind.
Research is the act of going up alleys to see if they are blind.
Like the furtive collectors of stolen art, we [cell biologists] are forced to be lonely admirers of spectacular architecture, exquisite read more
Like the furtive collectors of stolen art, we [cell biologists] are forced to be lonely admirers of spectacular architecture, exquisite symmetry, dramas of violence and death, mobility, self-sacrifice and, yes, rococo sex.
If you put garbage in a computer nothing comes out but garbage. But this garbage, having passed through a very read more
If you put garbage in a computer nothing comes out but garbage. But this garbage, having passed through a very expensive machine, is somehow ennobled and none dare criticize it.
The great tragedy of science -- the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.
The great tragedy of science -- the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.
