Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk.
Invention is the mother of necessity.
Invention, strictly speaking, is little more than a new combination of those images which have been previously gathered and deposited in the memory; nothing can come of nothing.
Failure is your invention.
Nothing is invented and perfected at the same time.
Necessity... the mother of invention.
You have to create something from nothing.
An idea can turn to dust or magic, depending on the talent that rubs against it.
Oh, what a void there is in things.
Visiting a museum is a matter of going from void to void.