In The Deep Space Of

I Am Absolutely Enraptured By The Atmosphere Of A Wreck. A Dead Ship Is The House Of A Tremendous Amount Of Life-fish And Plants. The Mixture Of Life And Death Is Mysterious, Even Religious. There Is The Same Sense Of Peace And Mood That You Feel On Entering A Cathedral.

Farming As We Do It Is Hunting, And In The Sea We Act Like Barbarians.

The Real Cure For Our Environmental Problems Is To Understand That Our Job Is To Salvage Mother Nature. We Are Facing A Formidable Enemy In This Field. It Is The Hunters... And To Convince Them To Leave Their Guns On The Wall Is Going To Be Very Difficult.

Man Has Only To Sink Beneath The Surface And He Is Free.

The Little Bee Returns With Evening's Gloom, To Join Her Comrades In The Braided Hive, Where, Housed Beside Their Might Honey-comb, They Dream Their Polity Shall Long Survive. Charles Tennyson Turner - A Summer Night In The Bee Hive The Happiness Of The Bee & The Dolphin Is To Exist. For Man It Is To Know That & To Wonder At It.