In the moment of appreciation we live again the moment when the creator saw and held the hidden likeness.

The hand is the cutting edge of the mind.

The progress of science is the discovery at each step of a new order which gives unity to what had seemed unlike.

The preoccupation with the choice of a mate both by male and female I regard as a continuing echo of the major selective force by which we have evolved.

I grew up to be indifferent to the distinction between literature and science, which in my teens were simply two languages for experience that I learned together.

Whether our work is art or science or the daily work of society, it is only the form in which we explore our experience which is different.

In the moment of appreciation we live again the moment when the creator saw and held the hidden likeness.