As crude a weapon as the cave man’s club, the chemical barrage has been hurled against the fabric of life.

It is a curious situation that the sea, from which life first arose, should now be threatened by the activities of one form of that life. But the sea, though changed in a sinister way, will continue to exist; the threat is rather to life itself.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.

The discipline of the writer is to learn to be still and listen to what his subject has to tell him.

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.

Over increasingly large areas of the United States, spring now comes unheralded by the return of the birds, and the early mornings are strangely silent where once they were filled with the beauty of bird song.