Quotes About Evolution

I'm aware that a film is different than a play, and that a film isn't going to be the filmed record of the play. It's its own separate entity, and I've come to peace with that.

Becoming me was the greatest creative project of my life.

June ripened into July, then burst and withered and dried and became August.

would have to find something else, he thought mazily. Something new. Couldn't stay here anymore. Couldn't go back. Only forward.

Don't feel too bad about what humans have done," the mamba said with a gentleness in his voice that she'd never quite heard before. "Feeling guilty doesn't help anything anyway. Humans are animals doing what all animals do: surviving. It's just that you've done it too well, so well that now you have to become a new kind of animal, one who makes sure that all the others survive, too.

Without those hairless chinny apes, there might not be any invasive species at all.

Though I feel like were only just about to get started. We wouldn't star over, we'd just start.

It was pretty clear to him now that if she'd ever loved him, back then, it wasn't just the person he was, it was for the person that might one day become. Maybe that's who he was now.

The silver years of the Chatwins are long ago now, and the years since have been forged from baser metals.

Except it'll still be summer," Plum said. "Backward seasons.

The silver years of the Chatwins are long ago now, and the years since have been forged from baser metals. You

So long as the child was fed on its mother's milk, everything seemed to it smooth and easy. But when it had to give up milk and take to vodka, - and this is the inevitable law of human development - the childish suckling dreams receded into the realm of the irretrievable past.

My last picture for Warners was Romance on the High Seas. It was Doris Day's first picture; that was before she became a virgin.

The Futurists?.... Well, of course, they are already past.

Writing about an economy is like writing about a river. The backdrop is the motion, a constant evolution with no beginning or end. The stories mix human effort and impersonal forces, sometimes working together, sometimes in opposition.

The history of the race is but that of the individual "writ large".

Nothing is yet in its true form.

All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be.

I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.

It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.

Time and space are absolute. Diseases are evil spirits that inhabit the body. Parallel lines never meet. The earth is the center of the universe. Children are miniature adults. At one time in history each of these beliefs was generally held to be true. Each, however, gave way to different ideas and even different world views.

Every generation revolts against its fathers and makes friends with its grandfathers.

The cycle of the machine is now coming to an end. Man has learned much in the hard discipline and the shrewd, unflinching grasp of practical possibilities that the machine has provided in the last three centuries: but we can no more continue to live in the world of the machine than we could live successfully on the barren surface of the moon.

By remaining non-specialized, man opened up a thousand fresh paths for his own further development.