People have to decide, first of all, how they'd like to live, and how secure they want to be from disaster. After that, scientists can help determine what would be necessary to achieve that.

To err is human, but to really foul things up you need a computer.

By 1985 enough millions will have died to reduce the earth's population to some acceptable level, like 1.5 billion people.

The mother of the year should be a sterilized woman with two adopted children

In ten years [i.e., 1980] all important animal life in the sea will be extinct. Large areas of coastline will have to be evacuated because of the stench of dead fish.

There are substitutes for oil; there is no substitute for fresh water.

I would take even money that England will not exist in the year 2000.

In pushing other species to extinction, humanity is busy sawing off the limb on which it perches.

Anyone who opposes methods to control the birth rate, is automatically voting in favour having the death rate go up.

Actually, the problem in the world is that there are too many rich people.

I see harm reduction as a way of engaging people as part of that path to recovery.

You can’t prepare for the details of every single possible thing that might come your way in the future, because the future is uncertain.

Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.

ASK YOURSELF: Are you presenting yourself in the best of all lights, online and off, and demonstrating the dignity of good manners? Make sure of it! If not, it may come back to haunt you.

There are journalists I share a whole history with, so I tend to be generous to these guys, but those days are over.

Hope and optimism have defined my political career, and I continue to be hopeful and optimistic about Canada. Young people have been a great source of inspiration for me.

You don't remember the times your dad held your handle bars. You remember the day he let go.

For many of us, the curtain had just come down on childhood.

I was barely in grade school when I helped my mother rearrange the living room furniture for the first time.

I love my mother, but there has been, ever since my boyhood, a sort of coldness of intercourse between us, such as is apt to come between people of strong feelings.

To have the same likes and dislikes, therein consists the firmest bond of friendship.