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“Don't keep forever on the public road,going only where others have gone, and following one after the other like a flock of sheep. Leave the beaten track occasionally and dive into the woods. 'Every time you do so you will be certain to find something that you have never seen before. Of course it will be a little thing, but do not ignore it. Follow it up, explore all around it; one discovery will lead to another, and before you know it you will have something worth thinking about to occupy your mind. All really big discoveries are the results of thought.”

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Alexander Graham Bell
Alexander Graham Bell

Alexander Graham Bell, born on March 3, 1847, in Edinburgh, Scotland, and died on August 2, 1922 in Halifax, Canada, was a renowned inventor and scientist. His most famous achievement was the invention of the telephone. Bell also conducted extensive research in the fields of acoustics and phonetics, which had a profound impact on later communication technologies. more

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