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Konrad Emil BlochKonrad Emil Bloch (January 21, 1912 - October 15, 2000) was a German-American biochemist.Born in Neisse, Germany, in 1912. Educated at the Technische Hochschule in Munich, fled the Nazis in 1934 and went to the Schweizerische Forschungsinstitut in Davos, Switzerland, before moving to the United States in 1936. Appointed to the department of biological chemistry at Yale Medical School[?]. In America he enrolled at Columbia University, he received a Ph.D. in biochemistry in 1938. He taught at Columbia from 1939 to 1946. From there he went to the university of Chicago and then to Harvard University as Higgins Professor of Biochemistry[?] in 1954, a post he held until his retirement in 1982 He shared the Nobel Prize in Medicine or Physiology in 1964 with Feodor Lynen[?], for their discoveries concerning the mechanism and regulation of the cholesterol and fatty acid metabolism. He died on October 15, 2000 in Burlington, Massachusetts of congestive heart failure. I would unstate myself
I will seek him, sir, presently; convey the business as I shall
These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us:
nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects: love cools,
countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked
prediction; there's son against father: the king falls from
best of our time: machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all
this villain, Edmund; it shall lose thee nothing; do it
offence, honesty!--'Tis strange.
[Exit.]
Edm.
sick in fortune,--often the surfeit of our own behaviour,--we
if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion;
drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of
thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his
with my mother under the dragon's tail, and my nativity was under
should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the
is villainous melancholy, with a sigh like Tom o' Bedlam.--O,
How now, brother Edmund! what serious contemplation are you in?
Edm.
what should follow these eclipses.
Edg.
I promise you, the effects he writes of succeed unhappily: as of
dissolutions of ancient amities; divisions in state, menaces and
banishment of friends, dissipation of cohorts, nuptial breaches,
How long have you been a sectary astronomical?
Edm.
The night gone by.
Edm.
Ay, two hours together.
Edm.
or countenance?
Edg.
Bethink yourself wherein you may have offended him: and at my
qualified the heat of his displeasure; which at this instant. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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