History remembers only the celebrated, genealogy remembers them all.

Poetry is the art of using language to transcend language.

I reserve the right to evolve. What I think and feel today is subject to revision tomorrow.

There is no nobler profession, nor no greater calling, than to be among those unheralded many who gave and give their lives to the preservation of human knowledge, passed with commitment and care from one generation to the next.

War, hatred, and violence all spring from one infernal idea: that one person, race, creed, or culture is better than another.

There is no such thing as an insignificant life, only the insignificance of mind that refuses to grasp the implications.

Expect nothing and accept everything and you will never be disappointed.

God made in the image of Man is an imperfect master.

Over the course of the millennia, all these ancestors in your tree, generation upon generation, have come down to this moment in time-to give birth to you. There has never been, nor will ever be, another like you. You have been given a tremendous responsibility. You carry the hopes and dreams of all those who have gone before. Hopes and dreams for a better world. What will you do with your time on this Earth? How will you contribute to the ongoing story of humankind?

ODE TO AN ENDANGERED SPECIES

Will you not leave us here too long
We have not paid attention
To squander the best of the world
A pity we do not understand
Ourselves
No more you fly in the wind
No more the buoyant ripples on a pristine pool
The splash of color in a worn-tore land
No more
The survivor's sad lament
Yet no weeping will there be when
Your perfect, singular form
Vanishes
The muted salting of a wounded Earth
And all that is and all that ever was will
In some way be
Diminished
For the loss, though unnoticed
Will be recognized
In the stillness of eternal night.