Science, Like Art, Is Not A Copy

I Call That Brilliant Sequence Of Cultural Peaks The Ascent Of Man.

Ask An Impertinent Question And You Are On The Way To The Pertinent Answer.

This Is The Concentration Camp And Crematorium At Auschwitz. This Is Where People Were Turned Into Numbers. Into This Pond Were Flushed The Ashes Of Some Four Million People. And That Was Not Done By Gas. It Was Done By Arrogance. It Was Done By Dogma. It Was Done By Ignorance. When People Believe That They Have Absolute Knowledge, With No Test In Reality, This Is How They Behave.

There Must Be Something Unique About Man Because Otherwise, Evidently, The Ducks Would Be Lecturing About Konrad Lorenz, And The Rats Would Be Writing Papers About B. F. Skinner.

Man Is Not The Most Majestic Of The Creatures; Long Before The Mammals Even, The Dinosaurs Were Far More Splendid. But He Has What No Other Animal Possesses: A Jigsaw Of Faculties, Which Alone, Over Three Thousand Million Years Of Life, Made Him Creative. Every Animal Leaves Traces Of What He Was. Man Alone Leaves Traces Of What He Created.