I Do Not Believe In The Commercial

Teleology Is Like A Mistress To A Biologist: He Cannot Live Without Her But He's Unwilling To Be Seen With Her In Public.

Would I Lay Down My Life To Save My Brother? No, But I Would To Save Two Brothers Or Eight Cousins.

A Discussion Between Haldane And A Friend Began To Take A Predictable Turn. The Friend Said With A Sigh, 'it's No Use Going On. I Know What You Will Say Next, And I Know What You Will Do Next.' The Distinguished Scientist Promptly Sat Down On The Floor, Turned Two Back Somersaults, And Returned To His Seat. 'there,' He Said With A Smile. 'that's To Prove That You're Not Always Right.'

I Have Come To The Conclusion That My Subjective Account Of My Motivation Is Largely Mythical On Almost All Occasions. I Don't Know Why I Do Things.

The Conservative Has But Little To Fear From The Man Whose Reason Is The Servant Of His Passions, But Let Him Beware Of Him In Whom Reason Has Become The Greatest And Most Terrible Of The Passions. These Are The Wreckers Of Outworn Empires And Civilisations, Doubters, Disintegrators, Deicides.