What a book a devil’s chaplain might write on the clumsy, wasteful, blundering, low, and horribly cruel work of nature!
To kill an error is as good a service as, and sometimes even better than, the establishing of a new truth or fact.
False facts are highly injurious to the progress of science, for they often endure long but false views, if supported by some evidence, do little harm, for every one takes a salutary pleasure in proving their falseness.
Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge: it is those who know little, and not those who know much, who so positively assert that this or that problem will never be solved by science.
If the misery of the poor be caused not by the laws of nature, but by our institutions, great is our sin.
An American monkey, after getting drunk on brandy, would never touch it again, and thus is much wiser than most men.
In the long history of humankind (and animal kind, too) those who learned to collaborate and improvise most effectively have prevailed.
I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created parasitic wasps with the express intention of their feeding within the living bodies of Caterpillars.