Once Ptolemy And Plato, Yesterday

It Is The Cells Which Create And Maintain In Us, During The Span Of Our Lives, Our Will To Live And Survive, To Search And Experiment, And To Struggle.

If We Examine The Accomplishments Of Man In His Most Advanced Endeavors, In Theory And In Practice, We Find That The Cell Has Done All This Long Before Him, With Greater Resourcefulness And Much Greater Efficiency.

I Remember Vividly My Student Days, Spending Hours At The Light Microscope, Turning Endlessly The Micrometric Screw, And Gazing At The Blurred Boundary Which Concealed The Mysterious Ground Substance Where The Secret Mechanisms Of Cell Life Might Be Found.

Man, Like Other Organisms, Is So Perfectly Coordinated That He May Easily Forget, Whether Awake Or Asleep, That He Is A Colony Of Cells In Action, And That It Is The Cells Which Achieve, Through Him, What He Has The Illusion Of Accomplishing Himself.

Until 1930 Or Thereabout Biologists [using Microscopes], In The Situation Of Astronomers And Astrophysicists, Were Permitted To See The Objects Of Their Interest, But Not To Touch Them; The Cell Was As Distant From Us, As The Stars And Galaxies Were From Them.