We Hunger For Nobility: The Rare Words

Optimists Think That This Is The Best Of All Possible Worlds; Pessimists Fear They Are Right.

Despite The Vision And Farseeing Wisdom Of Our Wartime Heads Of State, The Physicists Have Felt The Peculiarly Intimate Responsibility For Suggesting, For Supporting, And In The End, In Large Measure, For Achieving The Realization Of Atomic Weapons. Nor Can We Forget That These Weapons As They Were In Fact Used Dramatized So Mercilessly The Inhumanity And Evil Of Modern War. In Some Sort Of Crude Sense Which No Vulgarity, No Humor, No Overstatement Can Quite Extinguish, The Physicists Have Known Sin; And This Is A Knowledge Which They Cannot Lose.

Things Which Stimulate My Curiosity Are Pretty Far Removed From The Practical And Therefore From Classification.

I Think That All Things Which Evoke Discipline: Study, And Our Duties To Men And To The Commonwealth, War, And Personal Hardship, And Even The Need For Subsistence, Ought To Be Greeted By Us With Profound Gratitude, For Only Through Them Can We Attain To The Least Detachment; And Only So Can We Know Peace.

To Try To Be Happy Is To Try To Build A Machine With No Other Specification Than That It Shall Run Noiselessly.