If you don't like the weather in New England now, just wait a few minutes.

If there wasn't anything to find out, it would be dull. Even trying to find out and not finding out is just as interesting as trying to find out and finding out; and I don't know but more so.

Every year you wait, long ago gets farther away.

I have traveled more than anyone else, and I have noticed that even the angels speak English with an accent.

Now I can only pray that there may be a God -- and a heaven -- or something better.

Such is professional jealousy; a scientist will never show any kindness for a theory which he did not start himself.

If all the fools in this world should die, lordly God how lonely I should be.