“ My mother would give my brothers and me a pile of catalogues and let us pick what we wanted for Christmas. ”
Science, like nothing else among the institutions of mankind, grows like a weed every year. Art is subject to arbitrary fashion, religion is inwardly focused and driven only to sustain itself, law shuttles between freeing us and enslaving us.
~ Kary Mullis
Each of us have things and thoughts and descriptions of an amazing universe in our possession that kings in the 17th Century would have gone to war to possess.
Science grows like a weed every year.
Art is subject to arbitrary fashion.