Think of color, pitch, loudness, heaviness, and hotness. Each is the topic of a branch of physics

I had very, very little training in taking an exam to determine a scientist's life in France.

There are very complex shapes which would be the same from close by and far away.

I had many books and I had dreams of all kinds. Dreams in which were in a certain sense, how to say, easy to make because the near future was always extremely threatening.

For much of my life there was no place where the things I wanted to investigate were of interest to anyone.

Round about the accredited and orderly facts of every science there ever floats a sort of dustcloud of exceptional observations, of occurrences minute and irregular and seldom met with, which it always proves more easy to ignore than to attend to.

Think of color, pitch, loudness, heaviness, and hotness. Each is the topic of a branch of physics