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If You Want Something Done You Have to Do It Yourself_(Highlander II)
I Live the Life They Wish They Did_(Tricky)
Jesus Built My Hotrod_(Ministry)
The soul? There's nothing but chemistry here_(Breaking Bad)
You got one part of that wrong. This is not meth._(Breaking Bad)
It's easy to remember: a half a kT is equal to five fourths of a kJ/mol._(Anders Gabrielsson)
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+ Ubiquitin's just a rock_(Berk Hess)
+ ... an excellent man, almost worthy of such a wife ..._(Jane Eyre in Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)
+ Humbug! Most things free-born will submit to anything for a salary_(Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)
+ Like other defaulters, I like to lay half the blame on ill-fortune and adverse circumstances_(Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)
+ Either you will be dashed to atoms on crag points, or lifted up and borne by some master-wave into a calmer current_(Charlotte Bronte)
+ I ought to warn you, I have no faith_(Jane Eyre in Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)
+ ... yet the [economic] profession continued to churn out purely theoretical results without even knowing what facts needed to be explained._(Thomas Piketty)
+ Scientists think they are born with logic; God forbid they should study this discipline with a history of more than two and a half millennia._(Roald Hoffmann)
+ In the processing of models we must be especially cautious of the human weakness to think that models can be verified or validated. Especially one's own._(Roald Hoffmann)
+ ... and that dream of dreams, a computational model that predicts everything accurately._(Roald Hoffmann)
+ You see it through a charmed medium: you can not discern that the gilding is slime and the silk draperies cobwebs; that the marble is sordid slate, and the polished woods mere refuse chips and scale bark._(Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)
+ I know poetry is not dead, nor genius lost; nor has Mammon gained power over either, to bind or slay; they will both assert their existence, their presence, their liberty and strength again one day._(Jane Eyre in Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte)