Nature, In Her Blind Thirst For Life

If People Destroy Something Replaceable Made By Mankind, They Are Called Vandals; If They Destroy Something Irreplaceable Made By God, They Are Called Developers.

The Grand Paradox Of Our Society Is This: We Magnify Man’s Right But We Minimize His Capacities.

The Flowers Never Waste Their Sweetness On The Desert Air Or, For That Matter, On The Jungle Air. In Fact, They Waste It Only When Nobody Except A Human Being Is There To Smell It. It Is For The Bugs And A Few Birds, Not For Men, That They Dye Their Petals Or Waft Their Scents.

What A Man Knows Is Everywhere At War With What He Wants.

Perhaps We Are Wiser, Less Foolish And More Far-seeing Than We Were Two Hundred Years Ago. But We Are Still Imperfect In All These Things, And Since The Turn Of The Century It Has Been Remarked That Neither Wisdom Nor Virtue Have Increased As Rapidly As The Need For Both.