Politics may require a fudge but the biosphere doesn’t do compromise. Even if you leap three-quarters of the way, you still end up in the ditch.
When success eludes us, we learn to take comfort from the consistency of our failures.
Our last illusions about the solidity of the world vanish when we become parents and realise that the ground we stand upon is ourselves.
Aliens came to Earth and sought at once a meeting with its most successful species. They are still waiting for the cockroaches to speak.