He Who Searches For Spring With His

Mechanized Recreation Already Has Seized Nine-tenths Of The Woods And Mountains; A Decent Respect For Minorities Should Dedicate The Other Tenth To Wilderness.

We Shall Never Achieve Harmony With Land, Any More Than We Shall Achieve Absolute Justice Or Liberty For People. In These Higher Aspirations, The Important Thing Is Not To Achieve But To Strive.

In Country, As In People, A Plain Exterior Often Conceals Hidden Riches, To Perceive Which Requires Much Living In And With.

He Who Hopes For Spring With Upturned Eye Never Sees So Small A Thing As Draba. He Who Despairs Of Spring With Downcast Eye Steps On It, Unknowing. He Who Searches For Spring With His Knees In The Mud Finds It, In Abundance.

There Are Some Who Can Live Without Wild Things, And Some Who Cannot. For Us Of The Minority, The Opportunity To See Geese Is More Important Than Television, And The Chance To Find A Pasque-flower Is A Right As Inalienable As Free Speech.