I Am Glad I Will Not Be

For One Species To Mourn The Death Of Another Is A New Thing Under The Sun.

When I Call To Mind My Earliest Impressions, I Wonder Whether The Process Ordinarily Referred To As Growing Up Is Not Actually A Process Of Growing Down; Whether Experience, So Much Touted Among Adults As The Thing Children Lack, Is Not Actually A Progressive Dilution Of The Essentials By The Trivialities Of Living.

The First Law Of Intelligent Tinkering Is To Save All The Parts

The Real Jewel Of My Disease-ridden Woodlot Is The Prothonotary Warbler. ... The Flash Of His Gold-and-blue Plumage Amid The Dank Decay Of The June Woods Is In Itself Proof That Dead Trees Are Transmuted Into Living Animals, And Vice Versa.

Wilderness, Then, Assumes Unexpected Importance As A Laboratory For The Study Of Land - Health.