"And a boat, above all other inanimate things, is personified in man's mind. . . . This is not mysticism, but identification; man, building this greatest and most personal of all tools, has in turn received a boat-shaped mind, and the boat, a man-shaped soul. His spirit and the tendrils of his feeling are so deep in a boat that the identification is complete." Chap. 2, p. 14

"Once in a while one comes on the other kind [of biologist] - what used in the university to be called as a "dry-ball" - but such men are not really biologists. They are the embalmers of the field, the picklers who see only the preserved form of life without any of its principle. Out of their own crusted minds they create a world wrinkled with formaldehyde. The true biologist deals with life, with teeming boisterous life, and learns something from it, learns that the...