We never stop investigating. We are never satisfied that we know enough to get by.
Every question we answer leads on to another question. This has become the greatest survival trick of our species.
I viewed my fellow man not as a fallen angel, but as a risen ape.
Biologically speaking, if something bites you, it is more likely to be female.
In little more than a single century from 1820 to 19450, no less than fifty-nine million human animals were killed in inter-group clashes of one sort or another.... We describe these killings as men behaving "like animals," but if we could find a wild animal that showed signs of acting this way, it would be more precise to describe it as behaving like men.
We may prefer to think of ourselves as fallen angels, but in reality we are rising apes.
A belief in the validity of the acquisition of knowledge and a scientific understanding of the world we live in, the creation and appreciation of aesthetic phenomena in all their many forms, and the broadening and deepening of our range of experiences in day-to-day living, is rapidly becoming the 'religion' of our time.