In June 1959, I bought Snow’s “Two Cultures and the Scientific Revolution” and read it with the kind of delighted assent that only a newly diplomaed graduate of a comprehensive liberal arts high school might muster.

To Severus he sends a Campanian loaf from his cell, as a eulogia, together with a boxwood casket, and begs him, as before, by accepting the loaf in the name of the Lord to convert it into a eulogia.

And whereas thou sawest the feet and toes, part of potters’ clay, and part of iron, the kingdom shall be divided.

When that the poore haue cry'de, Cæsar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff