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“How often people speak of art and science as though they were two entirely different things, with no interconnection. An artist is emotional, they think, and uses only his intuition; he sees all at once and has no need of reason. A scientist is cold, they think, and uses only his reason; he argues carefully step by step, and needs no imagination. That is all wrong. The true artist is quite rational as well as imaginative and knows what he is doing; if he does not, his art suffers. The true scientist is quite imaginative as well as rational, and sometimes leaps to solutions where reason can follow only slowly; if he does not, his science suffers.”

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Roving Mind

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Isaac Asimov
Isaac Asimov

Isaac Asimov, born on January 2, 1920 in Poland and died on April 6, 1992 in the United States, was a renowned American science fiction author, science writer, and literary critic, known as the 'Father of Science Fiction'. His works covered a wide range of science fiction themes, including robots, space exploration, and time travel, and had a profound impact on science fiction literature and the popularization of science. more

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