The life of every river sings its own song, but in most the song is long marred by the discords of misuse.
Aldo LeopoldNo one would rather hunt woodcock in October than I, but since learning of the sky dance I find myself calling one or two birds enough. I must be sure that, come April, there be no dearth of dancers in the sunset sky.
Aldo LeopoldNo matter how intently one studies the hundred little dramas of the woods and meadows, one can never learn all the salient facts about any one of them.
Aldo LeopoldAll ethics so far evolved rest upon a single premise: that the individual is a member of a community of interdependent parts.
Aldo Leopold