Our Fantastic Civilization Has Fallen Out Of

Expect Nature To Answer To Your Human Values As To Come Into Your House And Sit In A Chair. The Economy Of Nature, Its Checks And Balances, Its Measurements Of Competing Life - All This Is Its Great Marvel And Has An Ethic Of Its Own.

We Of The Age Of The Machines, Having Delivered Ourselves Of Nocturnal Enemies, Now Have A Dislike Of Night Itself. With Lights And Ever More Lights, We Drive The Holiness And Beauty Of Night Back To The Forests And The Sea.

The World Today Is Sick To Its Thin Blood For Lack Of Elemental Things, For Fire Before The Hands, For Water Welling From The Earth, For Air, For The Dear Earth Itself Underfoot. In My World Of Beach And June These Elemental Presences Lived And Had Their Being.

Do No Dishonor To The Earth Lest You Dishonor The Spirit Of Man.

The Three Great Elemental Sounds In Nature Are The Sound Of Rain, The Sound Of Wind In A Primeval Wood, And The Sound Of Outer Ocean On A Beach.