The ocean is a place of paradoxes. It is the home of the great white shark, two-thousand-pound killer of the seas, and of the hundred-foot blue whale, the largest animal that ever lived. It is also the home of living things so small that your two hands might scoop up as many of them as there are stars in the Milky Way.

the sea is a place of mystery. One by one, the mysteries of yesterday have been solved. But the solution seems always to bring with it another, perhaps a deeper mystery. I doubt that the last, final mysteries of the sea will ever be resolved. In fact, I cherish a very unscientific hope that they will not be.

One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?

It is ironic to think that man might determine his own future by something so seemingly trivial as the choice of an insect spray.

I still feel there is a case to be made for my old belief that as man approaches the 'new heaven and the new earth' -- or the space-age universe, if you will, he must do so with humility rather than with arrogance.

The question is whether any civilization can wage relentless war on life without destroying itself, and without losing the right to be called civilized.

The edge of the sea is a strange and beautiful place.