The More I Know, The More Nearly

In That Memorable Year, 1822: Oersted, A Danish Physicist, Held In His Hands A Piece Of Copper Wire, Joined By Its Extremities To The Two Poles Of A Volta Pile. On His Table Was A Magnetized Needle On Its Pivot, And He Suddenly Saw (by Chance You Will Say, But Chance Only Favours The Mind Which Is Prepared) The Needle Move And Take Up A Position Quite Different From The One Assigned To It By Terrestrial Magnetism. A Wire Carrying An Electric Current Deviates A Magnetized Needle From Its Position. That, Gentlemen, Was The Birth Of The Modern Telegraph.

Blessed Is He Who Carries Within Himself A God, An Ideal, And Who Obeys It: Ideal Of Art, Ideal Of Science, Ideal Of The Gospel Virtues, Therein Lie The Springs Of Great Thoughts And Great Actions; They All Reflect Light From The Infinite.

There Is No Such Thing As A Special Category Of Science Called Applied Science; There Is Science And Its Applications, Which Are Related To One Another As The Fruit Is Related To The Tree That Has Borne It.

Posterity Will One Day Laugh At The Sublime Foolishness Of The Modern Materialistic Philosophy. The More I Study Nature, The More I Stand Amazed At The Work Of The Creator. I Pray While I Am Engaged At My Work In The Laboratory.

The Greeks Understood The Mysterious Power Of The Below Things. They Are The Ones Who Gave Us One Of The Most Beautiful Words In Our Language, The Word Enthusiasm.