The boundary between tame and wild exists only in the imperfections of the human mind.
That land is a community is the basic concept of ecology, but that land is to be loved and respected is an extension of ethics.
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 separa...
Examine each question in terms of what is ethically and aesthetically right, as well as what is economically expedient. A thing is right when it tends to perserve the integrity, stability, and beauty...
Harmony with land is like harmony with a friend you cannot cherish his right hand and chop off his left.
Is education possibly a process of trading awareness for things of lesser worth? The goose who trades his is soon a pile of feathers.
Harmony with land is like harmony with a friend; you cannot cherish his right hand and chop off his left. That is to say, you cannot love game and hate predators... The land is one organism.
We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect.
Conservation is a state of harmony between men and land.
I am glad I will not be young in a future without wilderness.
Ability to see the cultural value of wilderness boils down, in the last analysis, to a question of intellectual humility. The shallow-minded modern who has lost his rootage in the land assumes that he...
The last word in ignorance is the man who says of an animal or plant: 'What good is it?
Wilderness is a resource which can shrink but not grow... creation of new wilderness in the full sense of the word is impossible.
Do not let anyone tell you that these people made work of play. They simply realized that the most fun lies in seeing and studying the unknown.
A thing is right when it tends to preserve the integrity, stability and beauty of the biotic community. It is wrong when it tends otherwise.
One of the penalties of an ecological education is that one lives alone in a world of wounds.
In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries no man can ignore all of them.