“A computer would deserve to be called intelligent if it could deceive a human into believing that it was human.”

What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.

There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting.

If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and adore.

Reason is, and ought only to be, the slave of the passions.

We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it.