Whether Our Efforts Are, Or

God Grant That By My Persevering Labours I May Bring A Little Stone To The Frail And Ill-assured Edifice Of Our Knowledge Of Those Deep Mysteries Of Life And Death Where All Our Intellects Have So Lamentably Failed.

Did You Ever Observe To Whom The Accidents Happen? Chance Favors Only The Prepared Mind.

I Have The Faith Of A Breton Peasant And By The Time I Die I Hope To Have The Faith Of A Breton Peasant's Wife.

Worship The Spirit Of Criticism.

In The Realm Of Scientific Observation, Luck Is Granted Only To Those Who Are Prepared.