All that we can do, is to keep steadily in mind that each organic being is striving to increase at a geometrical ratio; that each at some period of its life, during some season of the year, during each generation or at intervals, has to struggle for life, and to suffer great destruction. When we reflect on this struggle, we may console ourselves with the full belief, that the war of nature is not incessant, that no fear is felt, that death is generally prompt, and that the vigorous, the healthy, and the happy survive and multiply.
Charles Darwin–On the Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection
I know it is not supposed to sound grim, but it sort of does.
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Well, I’ve been feeling sorta dark and disturbed this week (cabin fever?, decreasing light levels?), so this quote fit my mood. Maybe it is a grim outlook. In about five more days with the winter solstice coming, the sun will start crawling back up into the sky ever so slowly.
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