Maybe there is a single spot, just one, where living organisms are holed up. Maybe so, but if so this would be the strangest thing of all, absolutely incomprehensible. For we are not familiar with this kind of living. We do not have solitary, isolated creatures. It is beyond our imagination to conceive of a single form of life that exists alone and independent, unattached to other forms.

Be individuals, solitary and selfish, is the message. Altruism, a jargon word for what used to be called love, is worse than weakness, it is sin, a violation o…

Everything here is alive thanks to the living of everything else.

Left to ourselves, mechanistic and autonomic, we hanker for friends.

We are inescapably the result of a long heritage of learning, adaptation, mutation and evolution, the product of a history which predates our birth as a biolog…

I do, indeed, close my door at times and surrender myself to a book, but only because I can open the door again and see a human face looking at me.

Who does not in some sort live to others, does not live much to himself.