The protoplasmist should at least, in modesty, remember that his past is one vast cemetery of dead theories; a desolate Potter’s Field wherein exploded hypotheses lie in ignoble oblivion like so many executed malefactors, whose names cannot be pronounced by the next of kin without a blush. | The protoplasmist should at least, in modesty, remember that his past is one vast cemetery of dead theories; a desolate Potter’s Field wherein exploded hypotheses lie in ignoble oblivion like so many executed malefactors, whose names cannot be pronounced by the next of kin without a blush. |