Quote by H. L. Mencken

Science, at bottom, is really anti-intellectual. It always distrusts pure reason, and demands the production of objective fact.


Science, at bottom, is really anti-intellectual. It always d

Summary

This quote suggests that science rejects relying solely on abstract reasoning and emphasizes the importance of producing concrete evidence. It implies that pure intellect or philosophical speculation alone is insufficient in the scientific realm. Science, according to the quote, is perceived as being skeptical of relying solely on rational understanding and values the objective demonstration of factual knowledge. By prioritizing empirical evidence and measurable results, science distinguishes itself as a discipline that requires more than just theoretical reasoning to validate its claims.

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By H. L. Mencken
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