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The Rocks Have A History; Gray And Weatherworn, They Are Veterans Of Many Battles; They Have Most Of Them Marched In The Ranks Of Vast Stone Brigades During The Ice Age; They Have Been Torn From The Hills, Recruited From The Mountaintops, And Marshaled On The Plains And In The Valleys; And Now The Elemental War Is Over, There They Lie Waging A Gentle But Incessant Warfare With Time And Slowly, Oh, So Slowly, Yielding To Its Attacks!

It Doesn't Seem To Be That Huge A Commitment That Would Create, You Know, Some Kind Of Really Powerful Constituency. But The History Has Been For The United States And Russia Especially That Nuclear Weapons Have Kind Of Become Part Of The Identity Of The Countries.

Natural History Is A Matter Of Observation; It Is A Harvest Which You Gather When And Where You Find It Growing. Birds And Squirrels And Flowers Are Not Always In Season, But Philosophy We Have Always With Us. It Is A Crop Which We Can Grow And Reap At All Times And In All Places And It Has Its Own Value And Brings Its Own Satisfaction.

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There Is Hardly A Man On Earth Who Will Take Advice Unless He Is Certain That It Is Positively Bad.