How often do I see in our profession Learning a mere extraneous possession, A self-sufficient mass of dates and sources Rolled round in academeâs diurnal courses, Where scholars prepare scholars, not for life But gaudy footnotes and a threadbare wifeâ Keen eyes for errors in a worthless text, But none at all for this world or the next. . . Oh, that our living literature could be Our sustenance, not archaeology!
Robert Hillyer, classic lines from âA Letter to James B. Munnâ
There once was a lady named Bright,
who could travel faster than the speed of light,
she departed one day,
in a relative way,
and arrived the previous night
Albert Einstein (alleged)