Zitat des Tages von Kary Mullis:
Sometimes in the morning, when it's a good surf, I go out there, and I don't feel like it's a bad world.
It's not blaming the victim. It's not anybody's fault. They just did something that didn't work, that's all.
The mystery of that damn virus has been generated by the $2 billion a year they spend on it.
Art is subject to arbitrary fashion.
I'm not politically correct.
In the 1950s in Columbia, South Carolina, it was considered OK for kids to play with weird things. We could go to the hardware store and buy 100 feet of dynamite fuse.
Do we care about these people that are HIV-positive whose lives have been ruined? Those are the people I'm the most concerned about. Every night I think about this.
We are the recipients of scientific method. We can each be a creative and active part of it if we so desire.
I can say exactly what I feel about any issue, and I'm going to do that.
We were fortunate to have the Russians as our childhood enemies. We practiced hiding under our desks in case they had the temerity to drop a nuclear weapon.
I'm not driven by being understood.
My mother would give my brothers and me a pile of catalogues and let us pick what we wanted for Christmas.
Law shuttles between freeing us and enslaving us.
Religion is inwardly focused and driven only to sustain itself.
Science grows like a weed every year.
PCR made it easier to see that certain people are infected with HIV.
Here's a bunch of people practising a new set of behavioural norms. Apparently it didn't work because a lot of them got sick. That's the conclusion. You don't necessarily know why it happened. But you start there.
I've been writing about my boyhood, when I was a little kid back on my grandfather's farm where we didn't know about black widow spiders or all that stuff. But writing about that is so easy.
I'm really optimistic in the mornings.
Science consistently produces a new crop of miraculous truths and dazzling devices every year.
Science has not been successful by making up explanations of things that fit with the current social fabric.
My grandfather milked several cows twice a day and supplied the neighbours with dairy products. He liked to go visiting around the county on Saturdays, and he also enjoyed the neighbours when they came by once a week with their empty milk jars. He walked them out to their cars and hung over the driver's side window until they drove off.
My mother often mailed me articles from 'Reader's Digest' about advances in DNA chemistry. No matter how I tried to explain it to her, she never grasped the concept that I could have been writing those articles, that something I had invented made most of those DNA discoveries possible.
People realize this man knows what the hell's going on and nobody else does.