Women, he would say, do not exist in the laboratory.
When you switch on the cyclotron, you switch off She.
It was too damned bad they _hadn't_ taken women along in there with the
atoms--_flame inspiratrice_, man's soul. They might have discovered
more concerning the nature of the velocity of light and the behavior of
particles and even the essence of packing fractions than they'd learned
by the castrate inspection of their micros and macros and milles.
Which other set of barbarian priests was it who emasculated themselves
before accepting Holy Orders?