I immersed myself in The Periodic Table gladly and gratefully. There is nothing superfluous here, everything this book contains is essential. It is wonderful pure, and beautifully translated...I was deeply impressed.
A person either creates or destroys. There is no neutrality.
Alternatives, and particularly desirable alternatives, grow only on imaginary trees.
What Homo sapien imagines, he may slowly convert himself to.
I don't know exactly how it's done. I let it alone a good deal.
I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about the journalists; we can only hope that they will die off as the deerflies do towards the end of August.