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Le Biologiste Passe, La Grenouille Reste. The Biologist Passes, The Frog Remains.

A Body Of Work Such As Pasteur's Is Inconceivable In Our Time: No Man Would Be Given A Chance To Create A Whole Science. Nowadays A Path Is Scarcely Opened Up When The Crowd Begins To Pour In.

We Bestow On Others Praise In Which We Do Not Believe, On Condition That In Return They Bestow Upon Us Praise In Which We Do.

Somebody Told Me I Should Put A Pebble In My Mouth To Cure My Stuttering. Well, I Tried It, And During A Scene I Swallowed The Pebble. That Was The End Of That.

The Ideal, Without Doubt, Varies, But Its Enemies, Alas, Are Always The Same.