This new consensus seemed so compelling that Ernst Mayr, the dean of modern Darwinians, opened the ashcan of history for a deposit of Geoffrey's ideas about anatomical unity.

Our planet is not fragile at its own timescale and we, pitiful latecomers in the last microsecond of our planetary year, are stewards of nothing in the long run.

I can envision observations and experiments that would disprove any evolutionary theory I know.

We are the accidental result of an unplanned process ... the fragile result of an enormous concatenation of improbabilities, not the predictable product of any definite process.

Why, then, do I continue to claim that creationism isn't science? Simply because these relatively few statements have been tested and conclusively refuted.

Orchids were not made by an ideal engineer; they are jury-rigged from a limited set of available components.

Sure we fit. We wouldn't be here if we didn't. But the world wasn't made for us and it will endure without us.