Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of magic.

The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble of events with no predictability, no regularity, are in grave peril. The Universe belongs to those who, at least to some degree, have figured it out.

If chimpanzees have consciousness, if they are capable of abstractions, do they not have what until now has been described as 'human rights'? How smart does a chimp have to be before killing him constitutes murder?

Not all birds can fly. What separates the flyers from the walkers is the ability to take off.

If we continue to accumulate only power and not wisdom, we will surely destroy ourselves.

Our loyalties are to the species and the planet. We speak for Earth.

Don't judge everyone else by your own limited experience.