James Nasmyth

Week by week my orders grew, and the flat of the old mill soon assumed a very busy aspect.

My father was always anxious to give pleasure to his children. Accordingly, he took me one day, as a special treat, to the top of the grand old tower, to see the chimes played.

In 1854 I took out a patent for puddling iron by means of steam.

My first career ambitions involved turning into a boy; I intended to be either a railway guard or a knight errant.

The more we exploit nature, The more our options are reduced, until we have only one: to fight for survival.

There's never been anything I didn't love that I didn't connect with on a personal level because, to some degree, I projected upon it.