"For ever gaze they at the sea and sky, For ever hear the thunder of the main, For ever watch the ages die away; And ever round them rings the phantom cry Of some lost race that died in human pain, Looking toward heaven, yet seeing no more than they."

"The statues remained quiescent, the natives did not."

"Polynesian Easter Island was as isolated in the Pacific Ocean as the Earth is today in space. When the Easter Islanders got into difficulties, there was nowhere to which they could flee, nor to which they could turn for help; nor shall we modern Earthlings have recourse elsewhere if our troubles increase."