Every Cell Is A Triumph Of Natural

Probably A Dozen Times Since Their Death I've Heard My Mother Or Father, In An Ordinary Conversational Tone Of Voice, Call My Name. They Had Called My Name Often During My Life With Them ... It Doesn't Seem Strange To Me.

Cutting Off Fundamental, Curiosity-driven Science Is Like Eating The Seed Corn. We May Have A Little More To Eat Next Winter But What Will We Plant So We And Our Children Will Have Enough To Get Through The Winters To Come?

The Words "question" And "quest" Are Cognates. Only Through Inquiry Can We Discover Truth.

An Organism At War With Itself Is Doomed.

The Open Road Still Softly Calls, Like A Nearly Forgotten Song Of Childhood