There is value in any experience that exercises those ethical restraints collectively called sportsmanship.

Recreational development is a job not of building roads into lovely country, but of building receptivity into the still unlovely human mind.

Wilderness, then, assumes unexpected importance as a laboratory for the study of land - health.

If we lose our wilderness, we have nothing left worth fighting for.

We all strive for safety, prosperity, comfort, long life, and dullness. The deer strives with his supple legs, the cowman with trap and poison, the statesman with pen, the most of us with machines, votes, and dollars. A measure of success in this is all well enough, and perhaps is a requisite to objective thinking, but too much safety seems to yield only danger in the long run. Perhaps this is behind Thoreau's dictum: In wilderness is the salvation of the world. Perhaps this is the hidden meaning in the howl of the wolf, long known among mountains, but seldom perceived among men.

We stand guard over works of art, but species representing the work of aeons are stolen from under our noses

Individual thinkers since the days of Ezekiel and Isaiah have asserted that the despoliation of land is not only inexpedient but wrong. Society, however, has not yet affirmed their belief.