We have found a strange footprint on the shores of the unknown.

Something unknown is doing we don't know what.

We have found that where science has progressed the farthest, the mind has but regained from nature that which the mind put into nature.

Who will observe the observers?

If an army of monkeys were strumming on typewriters, they might write all the books in the British Museum.

Shuffling is the only thing which Nature cannot undo.