New things are always ugly.

I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas and land on barbarous coasts.

What one man can invent another can discover.

Appearances are a glimpse of the obscure.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose. 

A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.

What one man can invent another can discover.

How gloriously legible are the constellations of the heavens!

The unknown is the largest need of the intellect.

When they shout “Long live progress,” always ask, “Progress of what?”