Hedgehogs and Foxes

In an old New York Review of Books commentary on a release of Richard Feynman's letters the author states:

Great scientists come in two varieties, which Isaiah Berlin, quoting the seventh-century-BC poet Archilochus, called foxes and hedgehogs. Foxes know many tricks, hedgehogs only one. Foxes are interested in everything, and move easily from one problem to another. Hedgehogs are interested only in a few problems which they consider fundamental, and stick with the same problems for years or decades. Most of the great discoveries are made by hedgehogs, most of the little discoveries by foxes. Science needs both hedgehogs and foxes for its healthy growth, hedgehogs to dig deep into the nature of things, foxes to explore the complicated details of our marvelous universe. Albert Einstein was a hedgehog; Richard Feynman was a fox. 

 I like foxes, they are inquisitive, friendly, and nosy. There is a fox, or family probably, that inhabit Island Beach Park, a pristine piece of land on the coast in New Jersey. Every time one goes there the red fox sits aside the road and in a style of begging and investigation examines each human as the drive down the road. We see the hedgehogs everywhere else, getting down deep into their holes. Staying put and digging deeper. The fox just openly roams about in an almost fearless manner.

Interesting thought for any budding scientist.