It is not necessarily those lands which are the most fertile or most favoured in climate that seem to me the happiest, but those in which a long struggle of adaptation between man and his environment has brought out the best qualities of both.

The best Thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost in Look as much like home as we can.

Every new adjustment is a crisis in self-esteem.

We are all sentenced to capital punishment for the crime of living, and though the condemned cell of our earthly existence is but a narrow and bare dwelling-place, we have adjusted ourselves to it, and made it tolerably comfortable for the little while we are to be confined in it.

All conditioning aims at that: making people like their inescapable social destiny.

Ours must be the first age whose great goal, on a nonmaterial plane, is not fulfillment but adjustment; and perhaps just such a goal has served as maladjustment's weapon.

Adjustment, that synonym for conformity that comes more easily to the modern tongue, is the theme of our swan song, the piper's tune to which we dance on the brink of the abyss, the siren's melody that destroys our senses and paralyzes our wills.

There are no conditions to which a man cannot become accustomed, especially if he sees that all those around him live in the same way.

Adapt or perish, now as ever, is Nature's inexorable imperative.