Unless we have courage to recognize cruelty for what it is - whether its victim is human or animal - we cannot expect things to be much better in the world.

The question is whether any civilization can wage relentless war on life without destroying itself, and without losing the right to be called civilized.

There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?

To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feel the breath of a mist moving over a great salt marsh, to watch the flight of shore birds that have swept up and down the surf lines of the continents for untold thousands of years, to see the running of the old eels and the young shad to the sea, is to have knowledge of things that are as nearly eternal as any earthly life can be.

Always the edge of the sea remains an elusive and indefinable boundary. The shore has a dual nature, changing with the swing of the tides, belonging now to the land, now to the sea.