A thing is right when it tends to preserve the integrity, stability and beauty of the biotic community. It is wrong when it tends otherwise.
Conservation is a state of harmony between men and land.
Harmony with land is like harmony with a friend you cannot cherish his right hand and chop off his left.
In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries no man can ignore all of them.
Is education possibly a process of trading awareness for things of lesser worth? The goose who trades his is soon a pile of feathers.
We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect.