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Yes... oh...
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- Bye. - Bye.
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Stephen?
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Well, then, here we are,
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a little challenge for you all,
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as you embark upon your separate doctoral journeys...
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whatever they may be, Mr. Hawking.
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Pass them down.
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Something to separate the men from the boys,
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the wheat from the chaff,
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the mesons from the pi-mesons, the quarks from the quacks.
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Ten questions, each more impregnable than the last.