Life's Values Originate In Circumstances Over Which

When I Watch Species Other Than My Own, Their Instinct's Wisdom Is What Most Impresses And Disturbs Me.

Without Death There Would Be No Awareness Of Life, And The Recurring Selection And Renewal That Has Caused Life's Progress Would Be Ended.

It Is Not The Willingness To Kill On The Part Of Our Soldiers Which Most Concerns Me. That Is An Inherent Part Of War. It Is Our Lack Of Respect For Even The Admirable Characteristics Of Our Enemy; For Courage, For Suffering, For Death, For His Willingness To Die For His Beliefs, For His Companies And Squadrons Which Go Forth, One After Another, To Annihilation Against Our Superior Training And Equipment.

In Wilderness I Sense The Miracle Of Life, And Behind It Our Scientific Accomplishments Fade To Trivia.

Is Civilization Progress? The Challenge, I Think, Is Clear; And, As Clearly, The Final Answer Will Be Given Not By Our Amassing Of Knowledge, Or By The Discoveries Of Our Science, Or By The Speed Of Our Aircraft, But By The Effect Of Our Civilized Activities As A Whole Have Upon The Quality Of Our Planet's Life-the Life Of Plants And Animals As That Of Men.