The Sense Of Belonging Is

Animals Form An Inalienable Fragment Of Nature, And If We Hasten The Disappearance Of Even One Species, We Diminish Our World And Our Place In It.

When I Was A Child In The Navy During World War Ii, I Was Perennially Grateful To The Armed Services Libraries For Having On Hand A Good Supply Of Those Pocket Books, Which Were So Common In That Period. I Must Have Read A Couple Hundred Of Them, And They Did A Lot To Save My Sanity.

An Age Is Called Dark Not Because The Light Fails To Shine, But Because People Refuse To See It.

. . . Luddites Were Those Frenzied Traditionalists Of The Early 19th Century Who Toured [england] Wrecking New Weaving Machines On The Theory That If They Were Destroyed . . . Old Jobs And Old Ways Of Life Could Be Preserved . . . At Certain Times In His Life Each Man Is Tempted To Become A Luddite, For There Is Always Something He Would Like To Go Back To. But To Be Against All Change-against Change In The Abstract-is Folly.

I Am Terrified Of Restrictive Religious Doctrine, Having Learned From History That When Men Who Adhere To Any Form Of It Are In Control, Common Men Like Me Are In Peril.