In Our Time, We Have Sifted The

Any Civilization That Doesn't Develop Space Travel Dies.

Our Loyalties Are To The Species And The Planet. We Speak For Earth. Our Obligation To Survive Is Owed Not Just To Ourselves But Also To That Cosmos, Ancient And Vast, From Which We Spring.

Not Explaining Science Seems To Me Perverse. When You're In Love, You Want To Tell The World.

The Nuclear Arms Race Is Like Two Sworn Enemies Standing Waist Deep In Gasoline, One With Three Matches, The Other With Five.

Observation: I Can't See A Thing. Conclusion: Dinosaurs.