Only The Most Uncritical Minds Are Free

An Ecologist Lives In A World Of Wounds.

I Know A Painting So Evanescent That It Is Seldom Viewed At All Except By Some Wandering Deer. It Is A River Who Wields The Brush And It Is The Same River Who Before I Can Bring My Friends To View His Work Erases It Forever From Human View. After That It Exists Only In My Mind's Eye.

It Is, By Common Consent, A Good Thing For People To Get Back To Nature.

To Those Devoid Of Imagination A Blank Place On The Map Is A Useless Waste; To Others, The Most Valuable Part.

Relegating Grizzlies To Alaska Is About Like Relegating Happiness Heaven; One May Never Get There.