Great things are done when men and mountains meet.
Like music and art, love of nature is a common language that can transcend political or social boundaries.
While cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
The Senegalese conservationist Baba Dioum can summarize: "In the end, we will conserve only what we love, we will love only what we understand, and we will understand only what we are taught."
All things are connected like the blood which unites one family.
If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.
Wilderness is an anchor to windward. Knowing it is there, we can also know that we are still a rich nation, tending our resources as we should - not a people in despair searching every last nook and cranny of our land for a board of lumber, a barrel of oil, a blade of grass, or a tank of water.
Leave it as it is. The ages have been at work on it and man can only mar it.
One of the penalties of an ecological education is that one lives alone in a world of wounds. Much of the damage inflicted on land is quite invisible to laymen. An ecologist must either harden his shell and make believe that the consequences of science are none of his business, or he must be the doctor who sees the marks of death in a community that believes itself well and does not want to be told otherwise.
The use of sea and air is common to all; neither can a title to the ocean belong to any people or private persons, forasmuch as neither nature nor public use and custom permit any possession therof.
It is in man's heart that the life of nature's spectacle exists; to see it, one must feel it.
When a man says to me, "I have the intensest love of nature," at once I know that he has none.
The magnificence of mountains, the serenity of nature-nothing is safe from the idiot marks of man's passing.
What a joy it is to feel the soft, springy earth under my feet once more, to follow grassy roads that lead to ferny brooks where I can bathe my fingers in a cataract of rippling notes, or to clamber over a stone wall into green fields that tumble and roll and climb in riotous gladness!
Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
We could have saved the earth, but we were too damned cheap.
There are no words that can tell the hidden spirit of the wilderness, that can reveal its mystery, its melancholy and its charm.
The least movement is of importance to all nature. The entire ocean is affected by a pebble.
Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination.
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.
Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.
All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth, befalls the children of the Earth.
Earth and Sky, Woods and Fields, Lakes and Rivers, the Mountain and the Sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
The famous balance of nature is the most extraordinary of all cybernetic systems. Left to itself, it is always self-regulated.
God cannot save them from fools.
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