One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space. Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life. My companion and I were alone with the stars: the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon. It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators. But it can be seen many scores of nights in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will.
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Through all these new, imaginative, and creative approaches to the problem of sharing our earth with other creatures there runs a constant theme, the awareness that we are dealing with life with living populations and all their pressures and counter pressures, their surges and recessions. Only by taking account of such life forces and by cautiously seeking to guide them into channels favorable to ourselves can we hope to achieve a reasonable accommodation between the insect hordes and ourselves. The current vogue for poisons has failed utterly to take into account these most fundamental considerations. As crude a weapon as the cave man's club, the chemical barrage has been hurled against the fabric of life a fabric on the one hand delicate and destructible, on the other miraculously tough and resilient, and capable of striking back in unexpected ways. These extraordinary capacities of life have been ignored by the practitioners of chemical control who have brought to their task no high-minded orientation, no humility before the vast forces with which they tamper. The control of nature is a phrase conceived in arrogance, born of the Neanderthal age of biology and philosophy, when it was supposed that nature exists for the convenience of man. The concepts and practices of applied entomology for the most part date from that Stone Age of science. It is our alarming misfortune that so primitive a science has armed itself with the most modem and terrible weapons, and that in turning them against the insects it has also turned them against the earth.
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Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.
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No witchcraft, no enemy action had silenced the rebirth of new life in this stricken world. The people had done it themselves.
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Rachel just has a no-nonsense attitude. She always comes to practice, and always wants to get better. She hates losing, which is something I love in a player. She's a very good athlete with a good arm, and you can tell she is only going to get better as she gets more mature.
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If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.
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There is no drop of water in the ocean, not even in the deepest parts of the abyss, that does not know and respond to the mysterious forces that create the tide.
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For the sense of smell, almost more than any other, has the power to recall memories and it is a pity that you use it so little.
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Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
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The control of nature is a phrase conceived in arrogance, born of the Neanderthal age of biology and the convenience of man.
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So this is the only TV show in America where I am quite confident that you, the audience, will share my excitement when I tell you that coming up in our next segment, we have the best graph ever. Best graph ever.
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Until we have the courage to recognize cruelty for what it is--whether its victim is human or animal--we cannot expect things to be much better in this world... We cannot have peace among men whose hearts delight in killing any living creatureevery act that glorifies or even tolerates such moronic delight in killing we set back the progress of humanity.
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The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us, the less taste we shall have for destruction.
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I am as vulnerable and fragile as it is possible to be. I am shredded to the core. I am at the point where I am stripped bare.
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The child gets two confusing messages when a parent tells him which is the right fork to use, and then proceeds to use the wrong one. So does the child who listens to parents bicker and fuss, yet is told to be nice to his brothers and sisters.
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The discipline of the writer is to learn to be still and listen to what his subject has to tell him.
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I think she will be seen as a twisted, horrible woman who is going to hell. Suicide is against Islam and she targeted Muslims, another taboo.
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Oh my goodness! I just noticed they said she was sick, and I saw her last night ? and she didn't look like she was getting sick.
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I think it's more important to be fit so that you can be healthy and enjoy activities than it is to have a good body.
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There's only one reality, Rachel, and that is death. I bring you death. A living death. Are you afraid?... I bring you the darkness of centuri...
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There's plenty of fire in the coldest flint!
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Winston Churchill was not entirely British. His mother was American, making Sir Winston part Iroquois Indian.
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Andrea is a good shooter. We were told not to shoot too soon. Andrea showed a lot of maturity. Everyone really stepped up. This is so amazing. I am so proud.
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I used to think I had ambition... but now I'm not so sure. It may have been only discontent. They're easily confused.
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Some people see the glass as half full, others see it as half empty. The way I see it: It doesn't really matter as long as you don't spill it.
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All anything takes, really, is confidence.
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