“God grant that by my persevering labours I may bring a little stone to the frail and ill-assured edifice of our knowledge of those deep mysteries of Life and Death where all our intellects have so lamentably failed.”

—  Louis Pasteur

Source: The Life of Pasteur (1902), p. 114

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