Experiments were not attempted at that time, we did not believe in the usefulness of the concept anyway, and I finished my thesis in 1962 with a feeling like an artist balancing on a high rope without any interested spectators.

A brief visit to Nepal started my insatiable love for Asian art.

I am not surprised that they show no intention to follow in my footsteps, although if I had a second chance myself, I would certainly try to repeat my present career.

My father, Robert Ernst, was teaching as an architect at the technical high school of our city.

I became almost immediately fascinated by the possibilities of trying out all conceivable reactions with them, some leading to explosions, others to unbearable poisoning of the air in our house, frightening my parents.

On the theoretical side, I was concerned with stochastic resonance.

I thus decided to leave the university forever and tried to find an industrial job in the United States.