“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
PICTURE OF THE WEEK.
Oil on canvas, 37х60 cm, 1996 г.
in no way I could believe that our fate would be so closely intertwined
with the fate of a man who lived so far from our place and even did
not suspect of our existence. But such are the facts and one has better
not to argue with them.
I hastily read this article and felt myself none
the better for it. Pyotr step by step was repeating the fate of the
British professor. The only difference was that when he was twenty-four
years old Stephen Hawking had already known that he was ailing with
an incurable illness.
My imagination fancied a young fellow who
had been sentenced to doom when he was twenty-four years old. What
had helped the young man not to leave this world? What force had made
him not just live but get engaged in science? Why did the fate or
a chance send me Stephen Hawking right at the moment when Pyotr was
in a state of deep depression and I could do nothing to help him? Continuation