Poetry is as necessary to comprehension as science. It is as impossible to live without reverence as it is without joy.

Animals are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time.

Wolves are not our brothers; they are not our subordinates, either. They are another nation, caught up just like us in the complex web of time and life.

Do no dishonor to the earth lest you dishonor the spirit of man.

The world today is sick to its thin blood for lack of elemental things, for fire before the hands, for water welling from the earth, for air, for the dear earth itself underfoot. In my world of beach and june these elemental presences lived and had their being.

The creatures with whom we share the planet and whom, in our arrogance, we wrongly patronize for being lesser forms, they are not brethren, they are not underlings, they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the Earth.

Our fantastic civilization has fallen out of touch with many aspects of nature, and with none more completely than with night.