Biologically, man is still the great amateur of the animal kingdom; he is unique in his lack of anatomical and physiological specialization.

Human diversity makes tolerance more than a virtue; it makes it a requirement for survival.

To ward off disease or recover health, people as a rule find it easier to depend on healers than to attempt the more difficult task of living wisely.

Human destiny is bound to remain a gamble, because at some unpredictable time and in some unforeseeable manner nature will strike back.

The very process of living is a continual interplay between the individual and his environment, often taking the form of a struggle resulting in injury or disease.

Sometimes the more measurable drives out the most important.

Each civilization has its own kind of pestilence and can control it only by reforming itself.

It is not man the ecological crisis threatens to destroy but the quality of human life.

There is an unbroken continuum from the wisdom of the body to the wisdom of the mind, from the wisdom of the individual to the wisdom of the race.

The word "wilderness" occurs approximately three hundred times in the Bible, and all its meanings are derogatory.

What happens in the mind of man is always reflected in the disease of his body.

It was extremely difficult to keep up any pace over the rocks since they were so unpredictable and devoid of reason. Their senselessness had never so much impressed me.

Mother Nature is relentless and forward. When we do not live according to her laws she rewards us with disease.

I walked straight to the library. Mrs. Bloom, the librarian, always knows everything.

A morbid propensity that causes great suffering in domestic life is often curiously infectious to the very person for whom it creates most suffering.

No love-story has ever been told twice. I never heard any tale of lovers that did not seem to me as new as the world on its first morning.

Dr. Martinez: "I take it you don't want me to call your parent?" Max: "Uh, no." Hello, lab? May I speak to the test tube please?

Styrofoam and plastic milk jugs are biodegradable! Do you know what isn't biodegradable? Paper!

Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.

At heart, this job is about continuing to make great theatre for the people of Sheffield - a city I've known and loved since childhood.

His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him. In seventeen years no one has said my name like that