A life lived in the margins and the footnotes of himself – his epitaph: He Digressed
Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it each day, and at last we cannot break it.
The Blind Men and the Elephant It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Who went to see…
We have a habit in writing articles published in scientific journals to make the work as finished as possible, to…