There is time not only to see who has done what, but to speculate why.

He who searches for spring with his knees in the mud finds it, in abundance.

That land is a community is the basic concept of ecology, but that land is to be loved and respected is an extension of ethics.

Wildflower corners are easy to maintain, but once gone, they are hard to rebuild.

How like fish we are: ready, nay eager, to seize upon whatever new thing some wind of circumstance shakes down upon the river of time! And how we rue our haste, finding the gilded morsel to contain a hook!

Our ability to perceive quality in nature begins, as in art, with the pretty. It expands through successive stages of the beautiful to values as yet uncaptured by language.

Once you learn to read the land, I have no fear of what you will do to it, or with it. And I know many pleasant things it will do to you.