God is a hacker, not an engineer

There is no scientific study more vital to man than the study of his own brain. Our entire view of the universe depends on it.

Unfortunately it makes the unambiguous determination of triplets by these methods much more difficult than would be the case if there were only one triplet for each amino acid.

A comparison between the triplets tentatively deduced by these methods with the changes in amino acid sequence produced by mutation shows a fair measure of agreement.

It is essential to understand our brains in some detail if we are to assess correctly our place in this vast and complicated universe we see all around us.

Trying to determine the structure of a protein by UV spectroscopy was like trying to determine the structure of a piano by listening to the sound it made while being dropped down a flight of stairs.

It has yet to be shown by direct biochemical methods, as opposed to the indirect genetic evidence mentioned earlier, that the code is indeed a triplet code.

You can do reverse engineering, but you can’t do reverse hacking.

A final proof of our ideas can only be obtained by detailed studies on the alterations produced in the amino acid sequence of a protein by mutations of the type discussed here.

The dangerous man is the one who has only one idea, because then he'll fight and die for it.

It now seems very likely that many of the 64 triplets, possibly most of them, may code one amino acid or another, and that in general several distinct triplets may code one amino acid.

I want to do something very important. Like fly into the past and make it come out right.

It seems that the necessary thing to do is not to fear mistakes, to plunge in, to do the best that one can, hoping to learn enough from blunders to correct them eventually.

There’s no silver bullet solution with cyber security, a layered defense is the only viable defense

The last good time always comes

I do yoga, I do Bikram and I run, and I eat really healthy.

There is something about street dogs, about rescues; they have this knowing sense about them.

The more clearly one sees this world; the more one is obliged to pretend it does not exist.

Tales From Topographic Oceans is like a woman's padded bra.

By taking the time to explore charged memories in therapy we might uncover feelings that have been buried for decades.

We are happier in many ways when we are old than when we were young. The young sow wild oats. The old grow sage.