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Never Again Will We Have This Good A Chance As We Now Have To Find An Enduring Place For Ourselves Within The Natural Systems That Keep Us Alive. It's A Sweet Spot In History. That's Why This Is Such A Critical Time.

People I Know Who Succeed Don't Mind Working. Those Who Are Competent Seem To Like Doing Things Well -- Not Stopping Because They Haven't Accomplished What They Wanted To On The First Go-round. They're Willing To Do It Twenty Times, If Necessary. There's An Illusion That The Good People Can Easily Do Something, And It's Not Necessarily True. They're Just Determined To Do It Right. I Was Impressed By Hearing One Of The Women At Radcliffe Talk About Writing A Poem, How Many Revisions A Single Poem Sometimes Has To Go Through -- Fifty Or Sixty Revisions To Come Out With A Poem Sixteen Lines Long.

Our Past, Our Present, And Whatever Remains Of Our Future, Absolutely Depend On What We Do Now.

We Have Found Ways To Capture, Kill And Market Ocean Wildlife On An Unprecedented Scale. It's An Absolute Catastrophe.

Humans Are The Only Creatures With The Ability To Dive Deep In The Sea, Fly High In The Sky, Send Instant Messages Around The Globe, Reflect On The Past, Assess The Present And Imagine The Future.