Here lies one from a distant star, but the soil is not alien to him, for in death he belongs to the universe.

My reluctance to use alien invasion is due to the feeling that we are not likely to be invaded and taken over.

There is a plan, it seems to me, that reaches out of the electron to the rim of the universe and what this plan may be or how it came about is beyond my feeble intellect. But if we are looking for something on which to pin our faith- and, indeed, our hope- the plan might well be it. I think we have thought too small and have been too afraid.

What do you mean by faith? Is faith enough for Man? Should he be satisfied with faith alone? Is there no way of finding out the truth? Is the attitude of faith, of believing in something for which there can be no more than philosophic proof, the true mark of a Christian?

The chain of life runs smoothly from one generation to the next and none of the links stand out except here and there a link one sees by accident.

Here lies one from a distant star, but the soil is not alien to him, for in death he belongs to the universe.

Could that have been what happened to the human race - a willing perversity that set at naught all human values which had been so hardly won and structured in the light of reason for a span of more than a million years?