Nature, in her blind thirst for life has filled every possible cranny of the rotting earth with some sort of fantastic creature.

When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one of the works of god we call him a sportsman.

Whenever man forgets that man is an animal, the result is always to make him less humane.

Two-legged creatures we are supposed to love as we love ourselves. The four-legged, also, can come to seem pretty important. But six legs are too many from the human standpoint.

We must not judge the society of the future by considering whether or not we should like to live in it; the question is whether those who have grown up in it will be happier than those who have grown up in our society or those of the past.

Civilizations die from philosophical calm, irony, and a sense of fair play quite as surely as they die of debauchery.

To be reminded that one is very much like other members of the animal kingdom is often funny...though...I do not too much mind being somewhat like a cat.