Modern man lives increasingly in the future and neglects the present.

Many of us who walk to and fro upon our usual tasks are prisoners drawing mental maps of escape.

The need is not really for more brains, the need is now for a gentler, a more tolerant people than those who won for us against the ice, the tiger and the bear. The hand that hefted the ax, out of some old blind allegiance to the past fondles the machine gun as lovingly. It is a habit man will have to break to survive, but the roots go very deep.

God knows how many things a man misses by becoming smug and assuming that matters will take their own course.

The iron did not remember the blood it had once moved within, the phosphorous had forgot the savage brain.

I no longer cared about survival...I merely loved.

Fire, as we have learned to our cost, has an insatiable hunger to be fed. It is a nonliving force that can even locomote itself.