What Are We? Humans? Or Animals? Or

Which Is Better--to Have Laws And Agree, Or To Hunt And Kill?

We Did Everything Adults Would Do. What Went Wrong?

I Hope My Books Make Statements About Our General Condition.

He Became Absorbed Beyond Mere Happiness As He Felt Himself Exercising Control Over Living Things. He Talked To Them, Urging Them, Ordering Them. Driven Back By The Tide, His Footprints Became Bays In Which They Were Trapped And Gave Him The Illusion Of Mastery.

There Were No Words, And No Movements But The Tearing Of Teeth And Claws.