Biology is Destiny

I can't quit, once I've started. I've been told I'm pathologically persistent. I can't quit.

The wounded want power, nothing else; they think it will keep them from being hurt again.

Let he who is without sin cast the first lure.

We are what we were at birth, and each trait has remained in conformity with earth's and with heaven's logic: Be the devil's tool, resort to black magic, None …

Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.

If an organised body is not in the situation and circumstances best adapted to its sustenance and propagation, then, in conceiving an indefinite variety among …