Amoeba Quotes by Annette Curtis Klause, Stephen King, Yukio Mishima, Bertrand Russell, Hugh Everett III, Julian Huxley and many others.
The Amoeba?” she asked Aiden. “The gang,” he said, tossing his hand to indicate all around. “My people. A large amorphous mass that keeps on changing size, hasn’t much apparent use, sometimes makes you sick, and occasionally breaks off into smaller parts that act exactly like the parent.
Put an egg in your shoe and beat it, make like a tree and leave, imitate an amoeba and split.
An ugliness unfurled in the moonlight and soft shadow and suffused the whole world. If I were an amoeba, he thought, with an infinitesimal body, I could defeat ugliness. A man isnвЂ™t tiny or giant enough to defeat anything.
A process which led from the amoeba to man appeared to the philosophers to be obviously a progress though whether the amoeba would agree with this opinion is not known.
As an analogy one can imagine an intelligent amoeba with a good memory. As time progresses the amoeba is constantly splitting, each time the resulting amoebas having the same memories as the parent. Our amoeba hence does not have a life line, but a life tree.
Amoeba has her picture in the book, Proud Protozoon!-Yet beware of pride, All she can do is fatten and divide; She cannot even read, or sew, or cook… The Worm can crawl But has no eyes to look. The Jelly-fish can swim But lacks a bride.
We can choose, you know, we ain’t no amoeba.
Clearly, the Scripture tells us that we lack the capacity to grasp God’s infinite mind or the way He intervenes in our lives. How arrogant of us to think otherwise! Trying to analyze His omnipotence is like an amoeba attempting to comprehend the behavior of man.
The difference between the amoeba and Einstein is that, although both make use of the method of trial and error elimination, the amoeba dislikes erring while Einstein is intrigued by it.
Not all living creatures die. An amoeba, for example, need never die; it need not even, like certain generals, fade away. It just divides and becomes two new amoebas.
Is it absurd to imagine that our social behavior, from amoeba to man, is also planned and dictated, from stored Information, by the cells? And that the time has come for men to be entrusted with the task, through heroic efforts, of bringing life to other worlds?
Pope John XXIII was an amoeba of goodness in a sea of waste, mistakenly believing that the Holy See could or would really change in any fundamental way.He was a tragic figure, for he raised a false hope, cast a brief ray of light that was snuffed out when he died.