We can be ethical only in relation to something we can see, feel, understand, love, or otherwise have faith in.

The life of every river sings its own song, but in most the song is long marred by the discords of misuse.

All conservation of wildness is self-defeating, for to cherish we must see and fondle, and when enough have seen and fondled, there is no wilderness left to cherish.

No important change in ethics was ever accomplished without an internal chage in our intellectual emphasis, loyalties, affections, and convictions.

We all strive for safety, prosperity, comfort, long life, and dullness.

For unnumbered centuries of human history the wilderness has given way. The priority of industry has become dogma. Are we as yet sufficiently enlightened to realize that we must now challenge that dogma, or do without our wilderness? Do we realize that industry, which has been our good servant, might make a poor master?

Examine each question in terms of what is ethically and aesthetically right, as well as what is economically expedient.