It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.
The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching.
The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.
What is there about fire that's so lovely? No matter what age we are, what draws us to it? It's perpetual motion; the thing man wanted to invent but never did. Or almost perpetual motion. If you let it go on, it'd burn our lifetimes out.
What is fire? It's a mystery. Scientists give us gobbledegook about friction and molecules. But they don't really know. Its real beauty is that it destroys responsibility and consequences. A problem gets too burdensome, then into the furnace with it.
The universe... won't be measured or equated without making man feel bestial and lonely.
A dwarf on a giant's shoulders of the furthest of the two!
She didn't want to know how a thing was done, but why. That can be embarrassing.
So long as the vast population doesn't wander about quoting the Magna Charta and the Constitution, it's all right.