In that memorable year, 1822: Oersted, a Danish physicist, held in his hands a piece of copper wire, joined by its extremities to the two poles of a Volta pile. On his table was a magnetized needle on its pivot, and he suddenly saw (by chance you will say, but chance only favours the mind which is prepared) the needle move and take up a position quite different from the one assigned to it by terrestrial magnetism. A wire carrying an electric current deviates a magnetized needle from its position. That, gentlemen, was the birth of the modern telegraph.

These three things-work, will, success-fill human existences. Will opens the door to success, both brilliant and happy. Work passes these doors, and at the end of the journey success comes in to crown one's efforts.

Life comes only from life.

One does not ask of one who suffers: What is your country and what is your religion? One merely says: You suffer, that is enough for me.

You have not succeeded in your experiments, that is all there is to it.

I have the faith of a Breton peasant and by the time I die I hope to have the faith of a Breton peasant's wife.

The more I study nature, the more I stand amazed at the work of the Creator. Science brings men nearer to God.