A Time Will However Come (as I

Religion Is Still Parasitic In The Interstices Of Our Knowledge Which Have Not Yet Been Filled. Like Bed-bugs In The Cracks Of Walls And Furniture, Miracles Lurk In The Lacunae Of Science. The Scientist Plasters Up These Cracks In Our Knowledge; The More Militant Rationalist Swats The Bugs In The Open. Both Have Their Proper Sphere And They Should Realize That They Are Allies.

The Conservative Has But Little To Fear From The Man Whose Reason Is The Servant Of His Passions, But Let Him Beware Of Him In Whom Reason Has Become The Greatest And Most Terrible Of The Passions. These Are The Wreckers Of Outworn Empires And Civilisations, Doubters, Disintegrators, Deicides.

To The Biologist The Problem Of Socialism Appears Largely As A Problem Of Size.

A Discussion Between Haldane And A Friend Began To Take A Predictable Turn. The Friend Said With A Sigh, 'it's No Use Going On. I Know What You Will Say Next, And I Know What You Will Do Next.' The Distinguished Scientist Promptly Sat Down On The Floor, Turned Two Back Somersaults, And Returned To His Seat. 'there,' He Said With A Smile. 'that's To Prove That You're Not Always Right.'

I Do Not Believe In The Commercial Possibility Of Induced Radioactivity.