Relegating Conservation To Government Is Like Relegating

Nonconformity Is The Highest Evolutionary Attainment Of Social Animals.

Your Woodlot Is, In Fact, An Historical Document Which Faithfully Records Your Personal Philosophy.

We All Strive For Safety, Prosperity, Comfort, Long Life, And Dullness. The Deer Strives With His Supple Legs, The Cowman With Trap And Poison, The Statesman With Pen, The Most Of Us With Machines, Votes, And Dollars. A Measure Of Success In This Is All Well Enough, And Perhaps Is A Requisite To Objective Thinking, But Too Much Safety Seems To Yield Only Danger In The Long Run. Perhaps This Is Behind Thoreau's Dictum: In Wilderness Is The Salvation Of The World. Perhaps This Is The Hidden Meaning In The Howl Of The Wolf, Long Known Among Mountains, But Seldom Perceived Among Men.

Conservation Viewed In Its Entirety, Is The Slow And Laborious Unfolding Of A New Relationship Between People And Land.

The Rich Diversity Of The World's Cultures Reflects A Corresponding Diversity In The Wilds That Gave Them Birth.