Civilisation has ever accompanied emigration and conquest - the conflict of opinion, of religion, or of race

Modification of form is admitted to be a matter of time

What birds can have their bills more peculiarly formed than the ibis, the spoonbill, and the heron?

In all works on Natural History, we constantly find details of the marvellous adaptation of animals to their food, their habits, and the localities in which they are found.

Truth is born into this world only with pangs and tribulations, and every fresh truth is received unwillingly.

I hold with Henry George, that at the back of every great social evil will be found a great political wrong

I am thankful I can see much to admire in all religions.

In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space, eternity, life and death.

The white men in our colonies are too frequently the savages

To say that mind is a product or function of protoplasm, or of its molecular changes, is to use words to which we can attach no clear conception

There is a tendency in nature to the continued progression of certain classes of varieties further and further from the original type.

The limited mind owned by human..requires billions of brains of many generations, before capable enough to understand the truth, the kind of truth which will set us free.

Stories can start revolutions.

I've got two girls. I like to play golf. Apart from that there's not a lot goes on in my life. So I am boring, aren't I?

Litigation: A machine which you go into as a pig and come out of as a sausage.

I believe deeply that we must find, all of us together, a new spirituality.

We are only living truly human lives just so far as we are labouring to keep God's commandments; no further.

Even if you perform with a great choreography, or a part of a great group, I believe you can’t imitate people’s aura.

A generation ago, the image was that you had to trample everyone else down to succeed; but I don't believe that makes good business sense.

A flower that grow in the ghetto know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows.

The light in her eyes was beyond description, yet it did not instill improper thoughts: it inspired a love tempered by awe, purifying the hearts it inflamed.