As To Modesty And Decency, If We

The Poets Of Each Generation Seldom Sing A New Song. They Turn To Themes Men Always Have Loved, And Sing Them In The Mode Of Their Times.

There Is An Art Of Reading, As Well As An Art Of Thinking, And An Art Of Writing.

Ants Are Good Citizens: They Place Group Interests First.

It Is Fair To Judge Peoples By The Rights They Will Sacrifice Most For.

It Is Possible That Our Race May Be An Accident, In A Meaningless Universe, Living Its Brief Life Uncared For, On This Dark, Cooling Star: But Even So - And All The More - What Marvelous Creatures We Are! What Fairy Story, What Tale From The Arabian Nights Of The Jinns, Is A Hundredth Part As Wonderful As This True Fairy Story Of Simians! It Is So Much More Heartening, Too, Than The Tales We Invent. A Universe Capable Of Giving Birth To Many Such Accidents Is - Blind Or Not - A Good World To Live In, A Promising Universe. . . . We Once Thought We Lived On God's Footstool, It May Be A Throne.