The road to the future leads us smack into the wall. We simply ricochet off the alternatives that destiny offers. Our survival is no more than a question of 25, 50 or perhaps 100 years.

Farming as we do it is hunting, and in the sea we act like barbarians.

How dangerous are those sea animals with bad reputations? A few actually kill. A few maim. Some are poisonous when eaten by man. Most sting, stab,or poison and cause mild to severe discomfort to man. Yet man is one of the larger beings that sea creatures encounter, and these poisons usually can't kill him.

Perhaps the time has come to formulate a moral code which would govern our relations with the great creatures of the sea as well as with those on dry land. That this will come to pass is my dear wish.

When one man, for whatever reason, has the opportunity to lead an extraordinary life, he has no right to keep it to himself.

The happiness of the bee and the dolphin is to exist. For man it is to know that and to wonder at it.

What is a scientist after all? It is a curious man looking through a keyhole, the keyhole of nature, trying to know what's going on.