What is known for certain is dull.
I saw Linus Pauling as a brilliant lecturer and a man with a fantastic memory, and a great, great showman. I think he was the century's greatest chemist. No doubt about it.
I rarely plan my research; it plans me.
Discoveries cannot be planned, they pop up, like Puck, in unexpected corners
People are best judged by their actions
Could the search for ultimate truth really have revealed so hideous and visceral looking an object?