Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine feet high. Life to him seemed hollow, and existence but a burden.
Mark TwainThere is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of fact.
Mark Twain