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• Thank God - every morning when you get up - that you have something to do which must be done, whether you like it or not.
  Being forced to work, and forced to do your best, will breed in you a hundred virtues which the idle never know....
• Do not hover always on the surface of things, nor take up suddenly, with mere appearance
  but penetrate into the depth of matters, as far as your time and circumstances allow, especially in those things which relate to your profession....
• How many IKEA shop assistans -- does it take to change a light bulb?
  "Sorry, we ran out of light bulb stock. We expect it to arrive early next month....
• We may not know much, but one thing's fo' sho': There's things in the cosmos that we cannot know.
  Shine light on electrons -- you'll cause them to swerve....
• Already the spirit of our schooling is permeated with the feeling that every subject, every topic, every fact, every professed truth must be submitted to a certain publicity and impartiality.
  All proffered samples of learning must go to the same assay-room and be subjected to common tests....
• I think the sky is blue because it's a shift from black through purple to blue, and it has to do with where the light is.
  You know, the farther we get into darkness, and there's a shifting of color of light into the blueness, and I think as you go farther and farther away from the reflected light we have from the sun or the light that's bouncing off this earth, uh, the darker it gets ....
• I think the sky is blue because it's a shift from black through purple to blue, and it has to do with where the light is.
  You know, the farther we get into darkness, and there's a shifting of color of light into the blueness, and I think as you go farther and farther away from the reflected light we have from the sun or the light that's bouncing off this earth, uh, the darker it gets ....
• An attachment a la Plato for a bashful young potato or a, not too French, french bean must excite your languid spleen.
  For, if you walk down Picadilly with a poppy or lily in your medieval hand, every one will say, as you walk your flowery way...
• Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul
  The mind 's the standard of the man....