For life is a journey through a wilderness
My heroes were never scientists. They were Graham Greene and Christopher Isherwood, you know, good writers.
I have a son, who is a. . . not an ordinary form of schizophrenia, but clearly, cannot take care of himself. And the great fear of then, of all parents is, when the parents die, who takes care of your child? And the answer is: they become homeless.
Nothing new that is really interesting comes without collaboration
DNA was my only gold rush. I regarded DNA as worth a gold rush.
A goodly number of scientists are not only narrow-minded and dull, but also just stupid.
Science seldom proceeds in the straightforward logical manner imagined by outsiders. Instead, its steps forward (and sometimes backward) are often very human events in which personalities and cultural traditions play major roles.
A writer of story books! What kind of business in life-what mode of glorifying God, or being serviceable to mankind in his day and generation-may that be? Why, the degenerate fellow might as well have been a fiddler!
If it feels all right for you, it's probably OK.
Mass becomes immobile; it cannot manoeuvre and therefore cannot win victories, it can only crush by sheer weight.
You go in thinking you have to do this all by yourself, and what I learned was no, when you hire great people, they do so much for you.