Strangers are an endangered species.

There are so many species that need help,

Living in your genome is the history of our species.

There are many gull species in the world. This one is noticeably different from any gull we have in Vermont.

What happens to other species also happens to us.

We are stubborn, self-destructive conformists. Any other view of our species is just a self-congratulatory delusion.

99.99 percent of all species that have ever lived are no longer with us.

Mary and Thatcher had lived in enviable times, when biologists were discovering new species right and left, not watching them go extinct.

He so often felt as though he hailed from a different species, not quite human. He’d always been different, had never fit. Negroes looked at him askance, questioning his credentials as a Negro man. Whites did, too. For both groups, he wasn’t Negro enough.

I look at the term species, as one arbitrarily given for the sake of convenience to a set of individuals closely resembling each other.