Time is the only critic without ambition.

People are curious. A few people are. They will be driven to find things out, even trivial things. They will put things together, knowing all along that they may be mistaken. You see them going around with notebooks, scraping the dirt off gravestones, reading microfilm, just in the hope of seeing this trickle in time, making a connection, rescuing one thing from the rubbish.

In the realm of quantum mechanics, the observer becomes a part of the experiment, altering the outcome by the mere act of observation.