Zoos are becoming facsimiles - or perhaps caricatures - of how animals once were in their natural habitat. If the right policies toward nature were pursued, we would need no zoos at all.
To feel much for others and little for ourselves to restrain our selfishness and exercise our benevolent affections, constitute the perfection of human nature.
The saddest day hath gleams of light, the darkest wave hath bright foam beneath it, the twinkles o'er the cloudiest night, some solitary star to cheer it.
