A Quote by Charles Darwin

I am turned into a sort of machine for observing facts and grinding out conclusions. — © Charles Darwin
I am turned into a sort of machine for observing facts and grinding out conclusions.
My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general laws out of large collections of facts.
Facts are simple and facts are straight. Facts are lazy and facts are late. Facts all come with points of view. Facts don't do what I want them to. Facts just twist the truth around. Facts are living turned inside out.
For I am well aware that scarcely a single point is discussed in this volume on which facts cannot be adduced, often apparently leading to conclusions directly opposite to those at which I have arrived. A fair result can be obtained only by fully stating and balancing the facts and arguments on both sides of each question.
My making it is a combination of grinding, grinding, grinding and being lucky enough to finally get a shot.
While people are free to draw different conclusions from the facts, there should be no debate over whether the American public is entitled to have all of the facts.
The primary goal of the so-called nonfiction text is to relay the facts of an event - the facts about a person, the facts of history - which is not why I turned to this genre.
Don't make me out to be an artist. I am an engineer. I am after the facts, only the facts.
College is the grinding machine of the Mathematical Establishment, a conveyor belt that takes individuals from one cookie cutter to another so that the product comes within tight control limits out of the assembly line.
We are in the grip of some big machine grinding us along. The force of it simplifies everything. A weird calm settled over me from inside out. What is about to happen has stood in line to happen. All the roads out of that instant have been closed, one by one.
I was always observing my siblings and hearing stories about their lives that turned out to be helpful as an actress.
...These healers...my intellect has been unable to assimilate their theories....But their facts are patent and startling; and anything that interferes with the multiplication of such facts, and with our freest opportunity of observing and studying them, will, I believe, be a public calamity.
You know the definition of the perfectly designed machine.... The perfectly designed machine is one in which all its working parts wear out simultaneously. I am that machine.
A novice was trying to fix a broken Lisp machine by turning the power off and on. Knight, seeing what the student was doing, spoke sternly: "You cannot fix a machine by just power-cycling it with no understanding of what is going wrong." Knight turned the machine off and on. The machine worked.
Few people wear out before their time. Mostly they rust out, worry out, run out - spill out. A machine must have care and its different parts must be adjusted properly. No machine has ever approached the human machine. When it is right, it is in health.
Langmuir is a regular thinking machine. Put in facts, and you get out a theory.
One of my pleasures is observing people's behavior and pointing out the inconsistencies that we all sort of have at the center of our lives.
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