The modern dogma is comfort at any cost.

What more delightful avocation than to take a piece of land and by cautious experimentation to prove how it works. What more substantial service to conservation than to practice it on one's own land?

Wildlife administration, in this respect, is not yet a profession.

Prudence never kindled a fire in the human mind; I have no hope for conservation born of fear.

We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us.

One of the anomalies of modern ecology is the creation of two groups, each of which seems barely aware of the existence of the other. The one studies the human community, almost as if it were a separate entity, and calls its findings sociology, economics and history. The other studies the plant and animal community and comfortably relegates the hodge-podge of politics to the liberal arts. The inevitable fusion of these two lines of thought will, perhaps, constitute the outstanding advance of this century.

For one species to mourn the death of another is a new thing under the sun.