Dinesh's photos with the keyword: Peter Godfrey Smith

But then there comes that moment rare When, for no cause that I can find, The little voices of the air Sound above all the sea and wind. The sea and wind do then obey And sighing, sighing double notes Of double basses, content to play A droning chord for the little throats— poets.org/poet/katherine-mansfield?mc_cid=db63561618&mc_eid=bd0372c859

Thomas Henry Huxley: “The practice of that which is ethically best -- what we call goodness or virtue -- involves a course of conduct which, in all respects, is opposed to that which leads fo success in the cosmic struggle for existence. In place of ruthless self-assertion it demands self-restraint, in place of thrusting aside, or treading down, all competitors, it requires that the individual shall not merely respect but shall help his fellows; its influence is directed, not so much of the survival of the fittest, as to the fitting of as many as possible to survive.”

. . . Jonathan Smith has pointed out, in Darwin’s books about botany, there is something about Darwin’s preoccupation with the ordinary that extends beyond realism. Darwin’s preoccupation with the aberrant and the unique and the grotesque (as traces of indicators of large movements and significances) extends in the botany books to the study of plants that are truly, as Smith put it, “macabre,” plants that trapped, killed and ate insects;. . . bizarrely ornamented, gaudy colored, fantastically structured flowers that lured insects into unwittingly effecting cross-fertilization: and. . . species with various sexual forms and multiple reproductive possibilities. While these works also embodied a realistic spirit, the literature of the day that most looked like Darwin’s botany was not the realistic novel of Trollope and Eliot, but the “sensation fiction” that flourished in those same decades, the thrilling novels full of shocking crimes and illicit sexuality by Wilkie Collins, Mary Braddon, and others. ~ Page 127