Humans were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were
armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and
massacres and missiles? Or our treaties whatever they may be worth; our
symphonies however seldom they may be played; our peaceful acres however
frequently they may be turned into battlefields. The miracle of man is
not how far he has sunk, but how magnificently he has risen. We are
known among the stars by our poems, not our corpses.