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

There are idle spots on every farm, and every highway is bordered by an idle strip as long as it is; keep cow, plow, and mower out of these idle spots, and the full native flora, plus dozens of interesting stowaways from foreign parts, could be part of the normal environment of every citizen.

What avail are forty freedoms without a blank spot on the map?

The last word in ignorance is the man who says of an animal or plant, "What good is it?" If the land mechanism as a whole is good, then every part is good, whether we understand it or not. If the biota, in the course of aeons, has built something we like but do not understand, then who but a fool would discard seemingly useless parts? To keep every cog and wheel is the first precaution of intelligent tinkering.

It is in midwinter that I sometimes glean from my pines... a curious transfusion of courage.

Land health is the capacity for self-renewal in the soils, waters, plants, and animals that collectively comprise the land.

One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the Spring.