Young man, if I could remember the names of these particles, I would have been a botanist. — Enrico Fermi (as quoted in Bill Bryson’s A Short History of Nearly Everything)
Popularity spoilt him for all further real use, as it has done many another. — Anthony Trollope, in The Warden
You are all computer scientists.
You know what FINITE AUTOMATA can do.
You know what TURING MACHINES can do.
For example, Finite Automata can add but not multiply.
Turing Machines can compute any computable function.
Turing machines are incredibly more powerful than Finite Automata.
Yet the only difference between a FA and a TM is that
the TM, unlike the FA, has paper and pencil.
Think about it.
It tells you something about the power of writing.
Without writing, you are reduced to a finite automaton.
With writing you have the extraordinary power of a Turing machine.
— Prof Manuel Blum in his Advice to a Beginning Graduate Student
To travel is to dispel the mists of fable and clear the mind of prejudice taught from babyhood, and facilitate perfectness of seeing eye to eye. — Thomas Cook
It is the largest thing we have ever built,and we have assembled it from transistors — the smallest things we know how to make. It is a chrysalis we are forming around the planet…a table where we sit to gossip, a suq where we buy and sell; a shadowy corner for planning mischief; a library holding the entire world’s information; a friend, a game, a matchmaker, a psychiatrist, an erotic dream, a babysitter, a teacher, a spy….The best and worst and most ordinary of us reflected — and perhaps distorted—in a silvery fog of bits. — George Whitesides describing the Internet, in No Small Matter: Science on the Nanoscale (via bioephemera)
Among the compensations of advancing age is a wholesome pessimism, which, while it takes the fine edge off whatever triumphs may come to us, has the admirable effect of preventing Fate from working off on us any of those gold bricks, coins with strings attached, and unhatched chickens at which Ardent Youth snatches with such enthusiasm, to its subsequent disappointment. As we emerge from the twenties we grow into a habit of mind which looks askance at Fate bearing gifts. We miss, perhaps, the occasional prize, but we also avoid leaping light-heartedly into traps. — P. G. Wodehouse (in Something Fresh)
Inspired by jeannr, I flowcharted the Beatles classic, ‘Hey Jude.’
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