Being The Inventor Of Sex Would Seem

And The Thing Which Is Missing Is Love, Some Feeling For, As Well As Some Understanding Of, The Inclusive Community Of Rocks And Soils, Plants And Animals, Of Which We Are A Part.

How Anyone Can Profess To Find Animal Life Interesting And Yet Take Delight In Reducing The Wonder Of Any Animal To A Bloody Mass Of Fur Or Feathers?

If Only The Fit Survive And If The Fitter They Are The Longer They Survive, Then Volvox Must Have Demonstrated Its Superb Fitness More Conclusively Than Any Higher Animal Ever Has.

Though We Face The Facts Of Sex We Are More Reluctant Than Ever To Face The Fact Of Death Or The Crueler Facts Of Life, Either Biological Or Social.

The Mind Leaps, And Leaps Perhaps With A Sort Of Elation, Through The Immensities Of Space, But The Spirit, Frightened And Cold, Longs To Have Once More Above Its Head The Inverted Bowl Beyond Which May Lie Whatever Paradise Its Desires May Create.