The reason I love the sea I cannot explain – it’s physical. When you dive you begin to feel like an angel. It’s a liberation of your weight.
We must go and see for ourselves.
If we were logical, the future would be bleak, indeed. But we are more than logical. We are human beings, and we have faith, and we have hope, and we can work.
The best way to observe a fish is to become a fish.
If human civilization is going to invade the waters of the earth, then let it be first of all to carry a message of respect.
What is a scientist after all? It is a curious man looking through a keyhole, the keyhole of nature, trying to know what’s going on.
Water and air, the two essential fluids on which all life depends, have become global garbage cans.
I wake up saying, I’m still alive; a miracle. And so I keep on pushing.
A lot of people attack the sea, I make love to it.
Sometime we are lucky enough to know that our lives have been changed, to discard the old, embrace the new, and run headlong down an immutable course.
It is certain that the study of human psychology, if it were undertaken exclusively in prisons, would also lead to misrepresentation and absurd generalizations.
The happiness of the bee and the dolphin is to exist. For man it is to know that and to wonder at it.
When we return wild animals to nature, we merely return them to what is already theirs. For man cannot give wild animals freedom, they can only take it away.
All life is part of a complex relationship in which each is dependent upon the others, taking from, giving to and living with all the rest.
We are human beings, and we have faith, and we have hope.
The road to the future leads us smack into the wall. We simply ricochet off the alternatives that destiny offers. Our survival is no more than a question of 25, 50 or perhaps 100 years.
However fragmented the world, however intense the national rivalries, it is an inexorable fact that we become more interdependent every day.
Perhaps the time has come to formulate a moral code which would govern our relations with the great creatures of the sea as well as with those on dry land. That this will come to pass is my dear wish.
I am absolutely enraptured by the atmosphere of a wreck. A dead ship is the house of a tremendous amount of life-fish and plants. The mixture of life and death is mysterious, even religious. There is the same sense of peace and mood that you feel on entering a cathedral.
Overconsumption and overpopulation underlie every environmental problem we face today.