• Joseph Pulitzer

    Put it before them briefly so they will read it, clearly so they will appreciate it, picturesquely so they will remember it and, above all, accurately so they will be guided by its light.

  • Matt Harvey

    Where Earwigs Dare

    A silver trail across the monitor;
    fresh mouse-droppings beneath the swivel-chair;
    the view obscured by rogue japonica.
    Released into the wild, where earwigs dare –

    you first went freelance – and then gently feral.
    You worked from home – then wandered out again,
    roughed it with spider, ant, shrew, blackbird, squirrel
    in your won realm, your micro-Vatican.

    No name conveys exactly what it is –
    Chalet? Gazebo? You were not misled
    by studios, snugs, garden offices,
    workshops or outhouses. A shed’s a shed –

    and proud of it. You wouldn’t want to hide it.
    Wi-Fi-enabled rain-proof wooden box –
    a box to sit in while you think outside it.
    Self-rattling cage, den, poop-deck, paradox,

    hutch with home-rule, cramped cubicle of freedom,
    laboratory, thought-palace, bodger’s bower,
    plot both to sow seeds and to go to seed in,
    cobwebbed, Cuprinol-scented, Seat of Power.

  • Karl Popper

    The game of science is, in principle, without end. He who decides one day that scientific statements do not call for any further test, and that they can be regarded as finally verified, retires from the game.