Life, in a sense, is living and surviving. And all that makes for living and surviving is good. He who follows the fact cannot go astray, while he who has no reverence for the fact wanders afar.
It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is most adaptable to change.
If you want to live, be high-handed.
If a person survives an ordinary span of sixty years or more, there is every chance that his or her life as a shapely story has ended, and all that remains to be experienced is epilogue. Life is not over, but the story is.
I’m not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.
I will survive. I face mine enemies naked, and my courage is my shield.
I was taught that the human brain was the crowning glory of evolution so far, but I think it’s a very poor scheme for survival.
Human beings believe just as they breathe – in order to survive.
Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art, like the universe itself (for God did not need to create). It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.
For what is Truth? In matters of religion, it is simply the opinion that has survived.
And while the law of competition may be sometimes hard for the individual, it is best for the race, because it ensures the survival of the fittest in every department.
A poet can survive everything but a misprint.
