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It Is On Record That When A Young Aspirant Asked Faraday The Secret Of His Success As A Scientific Investigator, He Replied, 'the Secret Is Comprised In Three Words- Work, Finish, Publish.'

All Are Sure In Their Days Except The Most Wise ... He Is The Wisest Philosopher Who Holds His Theory With Some Doubt.

There’s Nothing Quite As Frightening As Someone Who Knows They Are Right.

Your Remarks Upon Chemical Notation With The Variety Of Systems Which Have Arisen, &c., &c., Had Almost Stirred Me Up To Regret Publicly That Such Hindrances To The Progress Of Science Should Exist. I Cannot Help Thinking It A Most Unfortunate Thing That Men Who As Experimentalists & Philosophers Are The Most Fitted To Advance The General Cause Of Science & Knowledge Should By Promulgation Of Their Own Theoretical Views Under The Form Of Nomenclature, Notation, Or Scale, Actually Retard Its Progress.

A Man In Twenty-four Hours Converts As Much As Seven Ounces Of Carbon Into Carbonic Acid; A Milch Cow Will Convert Seventy Ounces, And A Horse Seventy-nine Ounces, Solely By The Act Of Respiration. That Is, The Horse In Twenty-four Hours Burns Seventy-nine Ounces Of Charcoal, Or Carbon, In His Organs Of Respiration To Supply His Natural Warmth In That Time ..., Not In A Free State, But In A State Of Combination.