They kept on, took the risk, stayed the course. I have tried to compensate to erase this odd feeling. I made it a habit to test myself physically during field excursions, pushing myself just enough in difficult or dangerous terrain to gain assurance. Later, when I had ideas deemed provocative, I paraded them like a subaltern riding the regimental colors along the enemy line. Such are the fantasies imposed by egotism and guilt. . . .
Science is modern civilization's highest achievement, but it has few heroes.
Most is the felicitous result of bright minds at play. Tricksters of the arcane, devising clever experiments in the laboratory when in the mood, chroniclers of the elegant insight, travelers to seminars in Palo Alto and Heidelberg. I used to step on ants. It's a page-turner. Among ants, socialism works.