“Wherever the European had trod, death seemed to pursue the aboriginal.”

How paramount the future is to the present when one is surrounded by children.

How paramount the future is to the present when one is surrounded by children.

Freedom of thought is best promoted by the gradual illumination of men’s minds which follows from the advance of science.

The mystery of the beginning of all things is insoluble by us; and I for one must be content to remain an agnostic.

Great is the power of steady misrepresentation.

There is no fundamental difference between man and animals in their ability to feel pleasure and pain, happiness, and misery.

Man is descended from a hairy, tailed quadruped, probably arboreal in its habits.

I would give absolutely nothing for the theory of Natural Selection, if it requires miraculous additions at any one stage of descent.

In the struggle for survival, the fittest win out at the expense of their rivals because they succeed in adapting themselves best to their environment.

I am not apt to follow blindly the lead of other men.

Everything in nature is the result of fixed laws.

I am not the least afraid to die.

From my early youth I have had the strongest desire to understand or explain whatever I observed. To group all facts under some general laws.

Nothing is easier than to admit in words the truth of the universal struggle for life, or more difficult, at least I have found it so – than constantly to bear this conclusion in mind.

Only the fittest will survive.

The loss of tastes for poetry and music is a loss of happiness.

You have to forget about what other people say, when you’re supposed to die, or when you’re supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things.

If penicillin can cure those that are ill, Spanish sherry can bring the dead back to life.

Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.

In the fullness of time, educated people will believe there is no soul independent of the body, and hence no life after death.

If I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.

If a writer doesn’t generate hostility, he is dead.

If Abu Bakr is dead and Umar is Caliph, then we hear and obey.

To heal is to be constantly reminded that once you learn to punch, you die with blood on your wrist.