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"Yep, I'm another white guy reading along thinking, "That's not me at all". Maybe true, maybe not. But I get to think about it, and compare and contrast the reality of the white parents "Talk" - "have a relationship with a bank from an early age", vs the black parent "Talk" - "You could die any time you're near Police. keep your hands in sight and don't talk smart. Never surprise, never move suddenly."" Dec 19, 2020 01:16AM

 
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Pete Townshend
“So remember when you're looking for trouble
That trouble is already busy with weaker men”
Pete Townshend

Henri Poincaré
The scientist does not study nature because it is useful to do so. He studies it because he takes pleasure in it, and he takes pleasure in it because it is beautiful. If nature were not beautiful it would not be worth knowing, and life would not be worth living. I am not speaking, of course, of the beauty which strikes the senses, of the beauty of qualities and appearances. I am far from despising this, but it has nothing to do with science. What I mean is that more intimate beauty which comes from the harmonious order of its parts, and which a pure intelligence can grasp.”
Henri Poincaré, Science and Method

Bill Watterson
“Look! A trickle of water running through some dirt! I'd say our afternoon just got booked solid!”
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Richard   Preston
“In biology, nothing is clear, everything is too complicated, everything is a mess, and just when you think you understand something, you peel off a layer and find deeper complications beneath. Nature is anything but simple.”
Richard Preston, The Hot Zone: The Terrifying True Story of the Origins of the Ebola Virus

William Wordsworth
“I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”
William Wordsworth, I Wander'd Lonely as a Cloud

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