Where all think alike there is little danger of innovation.

To the question: Wilderness, who needs it? Doc would say: Because we like the taste of freedom, comrades. Because we like the smell of danger. But, thought Hayduke, what about the smell of fear, Dad?

A world without huge regions of total wilderness would be a cage; a world without lions and tigers and vultures and snakes and elk and bison would be - will be - a human zoo. A high-tech slum.

A crowded society is a restrictive society; an overcrowded society becomes an authoritarian, repressive and murderous society.

The highest treason, the meanest treason, is to deny the holiness of this little blue planet on which we journey through the cold void of space.

But it is a writer's duty to write and speak and record the truth, always the truth, no matter whom may be offended.

Man's deliberate destruction of his own habitat -- planet Earth -- could serve as a mighty theme for a mighty book worthy of a modern Melville or Tolstoy. But our best fictioneers confine themselves to domestic drama -- soap opera with literary trimmings.