Happiness Is Itself A Kind Of Gratitude.

Nature Takes No Account Of Even The Most Reasonable Of Human Excuses.

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

If We Do Not Permit The Earth To Produce Beauty And Joy, It Will In The End Not Produce Food, Either.

In The Long Run Our Boasted Control Of Nature Is A Delusion.

A Humanist Is Anyone Who Rejects The Attempt To Describe Or Account For Man Wholly On The Basis Of Physics, Chemistry Or Animal Behaviour.