The unknown is the largest need of the intellect.

One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.

One sees great things from the valley; only small things from the peak.

Nature has planted in our minds an insatiable desire to seek the truth.

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

What one man can invent another can discover.

What one man can invent another can discover.

There are truths that prove their discoverers witless.

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

They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.