Quotes About Adaptation

Warum muß es immer so gemacht werden, wie es früher gemacht wurde? Wenn das konsequent geschähen wäre, säßen wir heute noch auf den Bäumen!

It is a mistake to believe that life cannot exist without water and oxygen. Even on our own earth there are forms of life that need no oxygen. They are called anaerobic bacteria. A given amount of oxygen acts like poison on them. Why should there not be higher forms of life that do not need oxygen?

By finding out the things we don't know, we reassess our innate convictions and master our mind-set. As we take time to review the issues in a balanced way, we can restfully remain mindful. ("Looking for the unexpected" )

Truth is a permanent discontinuation of values which must be adjusted recurrently. ( "Hinter der Mattscheibe" )

MOVING TOWARD MASTERY Don't Stop Yourself Honor How You Learn Practice

A group of people was something like a primitive organism, affected by mood and atmosphere and even weather, resistant to change, with each member playing a specific role. Leaders, followers, scourges, clowns—every group had them, and people slipped into their parts as easily as actors taking on familiar stock roles.

Well, I'm more lopsided than a one legged badger," mewed Graypaw, breaking off from his carful stalking to stagger comically across the clearing. "I think I'll have to settle for hunting stupid mice. They won't stand a chance. I shall just wander up to them and sit on them till they surrender.

Jayfeather might be one of the best, but there were days when being trained by a badger might be easier.

This would never have happened in my day," Archeye commented from where he sat in front of the elders' den. "What's next? Kit warriors?

You cannot live with a paw in both worlds

Cinderpelt's

We should have learned by now not to be surprised by kittypets." Graystripe

Gray Wing noticed a nick in the kittypet's ear and felt a flicker of satisfaction.

Warriors think with their claws, not their heads.

Well, where I come from, there are lots of bears like me.

Maybe this is what she meant. Our survival is going to come under threat, and we need to . . . to grow and spread like the Blazing Star.

A tabby can't change his stripes." Tallpaw sniffed. "Shrewpaw was born with a burr in his fur. I'll just have to put up with it.

She's becoming more useful every day. Besides, I'm getting used to her company." Cinderpaw glanced up at the old medicine cat, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Only because you're deaf enough to put up with my chattering!

Well, I'm more lopsided than a one-legged badger," mewed Graypaw, breaking off from his careful stalking to stagger comically across the clearing. "I think I'll have to settle for hunting stupid mice. They won't stand a chance. I shall just wander up to them and sit on them till they surrender.

Brackenfur arched his back against the bracken fronds

StarClan gave each Clan the skills it needs to survive in its own territory. RiverClan cats swim well. ThunderClan is good at stalking prey in the undergrowth. SkyClan cats can leap into trees because there's not much cover in their territory.

Hey, Wormkit!" Shrewkit called down. "Why don't you tunnel underneath? You're not supposed to be a moor runner like us!

My new name will keep me warm!

The mice aren't going to line up and come running into camp, you know.