Quote by William Osler

Every one of you will have to face the ordeal of every student in this generation who sooner or later tries to mix the waters of science with the oil of faith. You can have a good deal of both if you only keep them separate. The worry comes from the attempt at mixture.


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Summary

This quote highlights the challenge faced by individuals who try to reconcile their belief in science and their faith. It suggests that while science and faith can coexist, it is crucial to keep them separate. The concern arises when one attempts to blend these two realms, as conflicts and contradictions may arise. The quote implies that by maintaining a clear distinction between science and faith, one can explore and appreciate both without jeopardizing their understanding or undermining their personal convictions.

By William Osler
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