There really is only one story that you need to tell as a scientist or a technologist. It's Prometheus stealing fire. That's it. That's what we do as scientists or technologists.

I am only strong enough for a life of partial virtue.

I've read a lot of books, so I know bunches of stuff that sounds like it could be true.

These are little packets of light and you need to plant them early in the year and remember to mark where they were because lots of times they look like weeds in the beginning and it's not until later that you see how beautiful they really are.

You may not remember the time you let me go first. Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn't that far to go. Or the time you waited at the crossroads for me to catch up. You may not remember any of those, but I do and this is what I have to say to you: Today, no matter what it takes, we ride home together.

Opening a door to the mysteries, hoping to shed a little dark on all the stuff we think we know.

I hope someday you see this is all life wants: for you to be your own kind of beautiful & not the kind that makes you forget who you are.