A Child Raised On A Desert Island,

Up Till Now, We Can Suppose, Nervous Systems Solved The 'now What Do I Do?' Problem By A Relatively Simple Balancing Act Between A Strictly Limited Repertoire Of Actions - If Not The Famous Four F's (fight, Flee, Feed, Or Mate), Then A Modest Elaboration Of Them.

There Are No Forces On This Planet More Dangerous To All Of Us Than The Fanaticisms Of Fundamentalism.

Not A Single One Of The Cells That Compose You Knows Who You Are, Or Cares.

We Need To Let Our Children Grow Up To Face The World Armed With Knowledge, With Much More Knowledge Than We Ourselves Had At Their Age. It Is Scary, But The Alternative Is Worse.

I Don't Myself Need That Role For God. My View Is That Creation Itself, The Universe Itself, Is The Most Wonderful Thing Deserving Awe And Respect. And That Satisfies Me As My Substitute For God.