I Could Trust A Fact

As When On Some Secluded Branch In Forest Far And Wide Sits Perched An Owl, Who, Full Of Self-conceit And Self-created Wisdom, Explains, Comments, Condemns, Ordains And Order Things Not Understood, Yet Full Of Importance Still Holds Forth To Stocks And Stones Around - So Sits And Scribbles Mike.

I Am Busy Just Now Again On Electro-magnetism And Think I Have Got Hold Of A Good Thing But Can't Say; It May Be A Weed Instead Of A Fish That After All My Labour I May At Last Pull Up.

Lectures Which Really Teach Will Never Be Popular; Lectures Which Are Popular Will Never Really Teach.

I Have Long Held An Opinion, Almost Amounting To Conviction, In Common I Believe With Many Other Lovers Of Natural Knowledge, That The Various Forms Under Which The Forces Of Matter Are Made Manifest Have One Common Origin; Or, In Other Words, Are So Directly Related And Mutually Dependent, That They Are Convertible, As It Were, One Into Another, And Possess Equivalents Of Power In Their Action.

When I Came To Know Mrs. Marcet Personally; How Often I Cast My Thoughts Backward, Delighting To Connect The Past And The Present; How Often, When Sending A Paper To Her As A Thank You Offering, I Thought Of My First Instructress.