We cannot have peace among men whose hearts find delight in killing any living creature.

It is not half so important to know as to feel.

There is one quality that characterizes all of us who deal with the sciences of the earth and its life - we are never bored.

Autumn comes to the sea with a fresh blaze of phosphorescence, when every wave crest is aflame. Here and there the whole surface may glow with sheets of cold fire, while below schools of fish pour through the water like molten metal.

Then the song of a whitethroat, pure and ethereal, with the dreamy quality of remembered joy.

Always the edge of the sea remains an elusive and indefinable boundary. The shore has a dual nature, changing with the swing of the tides, belonging now to the land, now to the sea.

Knowing what I do, there would be no future peace for me if I kept silent... It is, in the deepest sense, a privilege as well as a duty to speak out to many thousands of people.