Jacob Bronowski Quote

The force that makes the winter grow
Its feathered hexagons of snow,
and drives the bee to match at home
Their calculated honeycomb,
Is abacus and rose combined. An icy sweetness fills my mind,
A sense that under thing and wing
Lies, taut yet living, coiled, the spring.

Part 4: "The Abacus and the Rose" (fin) - Science and Human Values (1956, 1965)