This quote is written / told by Walter Kohn somewhere between March 9, 1923 and today. He/she was a famous Physicist from Austria.
The author also have 10 other quotes.
"My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane"
"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time"
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character"
