In The 1970s, I Think

For Most Of The History Of Our Species We Were Helpless To Understand How Nature Works. We Took Every Storm, Drought, Illness And Comet Personally. We Created Myths And Spirits In An Attempt To Explain The Patterns Of Nature.

People Think That If You Are A Scientist You Have To Give Up That Joy Of Discovery, That Passion, That Sense Of The Great Romance Of Life. I Say Thats Completely Opposite Of The Truth.

Carl Sagan Always Used To Say That When He Was Trying To Explain Something To Someone, He Would Go Back To That Time When He Didn't Understand It, And Then He Would Retrace His Thought Steps So That He Could Make It Absolutely Clear, And That's One Of The Infinite Number Of Things I Learned From Him.

If You Have A Beating Heart, That's Good Enough.

And What Greater Might Do We Possess As Human Beings Than Our Capacity To Question And To Learn?