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But I Must Confess I Am Jealous Of The Term Atom; For Though It Is Very Easy To Talk Of Atoms, It Is Very Difficult To Form A Clear Idea Of Their Nature, Especially When Compounded Bodies Are Under Consideration.

Physicist Is Both To My Mouth And Ears So Awkward That I Think I Shall Never Use It. The Equivalent Of Three Separate Sounds Of "i" In One Word Is Too Much.

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.

I Think Chemistry Is Being Frittered Away By The Hairsplitting Of The Organic Chemists; We Have New Compounds Discovered, Which Scarcely Differ From The Known Ones And When Discovered Are Valueless-very Illustrations Perhaps Of Their Refinements In Analysis, But Very Little Aiding The Progress Of True Science.

What A Weak, Credulous, Incredulous, Unbelieving, Superstitious, Bold, Frightened, What A Ridiculous World Ours Is, As Far As Concerns The Mind Of Man. How Full Of Inconsistencies, Contradictions And Absurdities It Is. I Declare That Taking The Average Of Many Minds That Have Recently Come Before Me ... I Should Prefer The Obedience, Affections And Instinct Of A Dog Before It.