Science is a first-rate piece of furniture for a man's upper chamber, if he has common sense on the ground read more

Science is a first-rate piece of furniture for a man's upper chamber, if he has common sense on the ground floor.

Science is the tool of the Western mind and with it more doors can be opened than with bare hands. read more

Science is the tool of the Western mind and with it more doors can be opened than with bare hands. It is part and parcel of our knowledge and obscures our insight only when it holds that the understanding given by it is the only kind there is. . -C.G. Jung.

Form follows function. - "Lippincott's Magazine", March, 1896.

Form follows function. - "Lippincott's Magazine", March, 1896.

Usenet is like a herd of performing elephants with diarrhea -- massive, difficult to redirect, awe-inspiring, entertaining, and a source read more

Usenet is like a herd of performing elephants with diarrhea -- massive, difficult to redirect, awe-inspiring, entertaining, and a source of mind-boggling amounts of excrement when you least expect it.

I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.

I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.

A man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. He sits on a hot read more

A man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. He sits on a hot stove for a minute, it's longer than any hour. That is relativity.

Facts are the air of scientists. Without them you can never fly.

Facts are the air of scientists. Without them you can never fly.

I think complexity is mostly sort of crummy stuff that is there because it's too expensive to change the interface.

I think complexity is mostly sort of crummy stuff that is there because it's too expensive to change the interface.

Through the magic of motion pictures, someone who's never left Peoria knows the softness of a Paris spring, the color read more

Through the magic of motion pictures, someone who's never left Peoria knows the softness of a Paris spring, the color of a Nile sunset, the sorts of vegetation one will find along the upper Amazon and that Big Ben has not yet gone digital.