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“A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible.”

Quote by Freeman Dyson

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Freeman Dyson
Freeman Dyson

Freeman Dyson is an accomplished theoretical physicist known for his contributions to quantum electrodynamics, cosmology, and nuclear physics. He has worked at institutions such as the Institute for Advanced Study and the University of Cambridge, and has been honored for his innovative research and ideas. more

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