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Our poets . . . spent too much of their lives inside rooms and classrooms
when they should have been trudging up mountains, slogging through swamps,
rowing down rivers. The indoor life is the next best thing to premature burial.
--Edward Abbey (1927—1989)
American author.
_A Voice Crying in the Wilderness_ (Vox Clamantis in Deserto) [1989]
chapter 5 "On Witing and Writers, Books and Art"

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
--Cecil Frances Alexander (1818—1895)
English hymnwriter.
"All Things Bright and Beautiful" [1848] st. 1

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I am at two with nature.
--Woody Allen [Allen Stewart Konigsberg] (1935— )
American actor, screenwriter, and director.


Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer
is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible
exception of a moose singing "Embraceable You"
in spats.
--Woody Allen [Allen Stewart Konigsberg] (1935— )
American actor, screenwriter, and director.

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Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed.
--Francis Bacon (1561—1626)
English philosopher and essayist.
_Novum Organum_ [1620], aphorism 129

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"The Peace of Wild Things"
by Wendell Berry(1934— )
American poet, novelist, essayist, philosopher and farmer

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

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The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in
the eyes of others only a green thing that stands
in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and
deformity...and some scarce see nature at all.
But to the eyes of the man of imagination,
nature is imagination itself.
--William Blake (1757—1827)
English poet.
"The Letters of William Blake"


When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;
--William Blake (1757—1827)
English poet.
"Laughing Song"

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To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water
exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening
saunter; to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a
bird's nest or a wildflower in spring - these are some of the
rewards of the simple life.
--John Burroughs (1837—1921)
American naturalist and writer.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar;
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
--Lord Byron [George Gordon Byron] (1788—1824)
English Romantic poet and satirist.
"Childe Harold's Pilgrimage" [1818], canto IV, st. 178

Those who contemplate the beauty of the
earth find reserves of strength that will
endure as long as life lasts.
--Rachel Carson (1907—1964)
American marine biologist and author.
_The Sense of Wonder_ [1956]

Man has been endowed with reason, with the
power to create, so that he can add to what
he's been given. But up to now he hasn't
been a creator, only a destroyer. Forests
keep disappearing, rivers dry up, wild life's
become extinct, and the climate's ruined
and the land grows poorer and uglier every
day.
--Anton Chekhov (1860—1904)
Russian dramatist and short-story writer.
_Uncle Vanya_ [1897]

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Latin: Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa quae arte perfecta sunt.]
--Marcus Tullius Cicero (106—43 BC)
Roman orator and statesman.

^^

Yellowstone Park, he explained, was the first wilderness to be set aside
as a natural preserve anywhere in the world. The region around the
Yellowstone River in Wyoming had long been recognized for its
wondrous scenic beauty. Lewis and Clark sang its praises. Artists like
Bierstadt and Moran painted it. And the new Northern Pacific Railroad
wanted a scenic attraction to draw tourists west. So in 1872, in part
because of railroad pressure, President Ulysses Grant set aside two
million acres and created Yellowstone National Park.

There was only one problem, unacknowledged then and later. No
one had any experience trying to preserve wilderness. There had never
been any need to do it before. And it was assumed to be much easier
than it proved to be.

When Theodore Roosevelt visited the park in 1903, he saw a landscape
teeming with game. There were thousands of elk, buffalo, black
bear, deer, mountain lions, grizzlies, coyotes, wolves, and bighorn sheep.
By that time there were rules in place to keep things as they were. Soon
after that, the Park Service was formed, a new bureaucracy whose sole
job was to maintain the park in its original condition.

Yet within ten years, the teeming landscape that Roosevelt saw was
gone forever. And the reason for this was the park managers-charged
with keeping the park in pristine condition-had taken a series of steps
that they thought were in the best interest of preserving the park and its
animals. But they were wrong.

"Well," Bradley said, "our knowledge has increased with time ... "

"No, it hasn't," Kenner said. "That's my point. It's a perpetual claim
that we know more today, and it's not borne out by what actually
happened."

Which was this: the early park managers mistakenly believed that elk
were about to become extinct. So they tried to increase the elk herds
within the park by eliminating predators. To that end, they shot and
poisoned all the wolves in the park. And they prohibited Indians from
hunting in the park, though Yellowstone was a traditional hunting
ground.

Protected, the elk herds exploded, and ate so much of certain trees
and grasses that the ecology of the area began to change. The elk ate the
trees that the beavers used to make dams, so the beavers vanished. That
was when the managers discovered beavers were vital to the overall water
management of the region.

When the beavers disappeared, the meadows dried up; the trout and
otter vanished; soil erosion increased; and the park ecology changed
even further.

By the 1920s it had become abundantly clear there were too many
elk, so the rangers began to shoot them by the thousands. But the
change in plant ecology seemed to be permanent; the old mix of trees
and grasses did not return.

It also became increasingly clear that the Indian hunters of old had
exerted a valuable ecological influence on the park lands by keeping
down the numbers of elk, moose, and bison. This belated recognition
came as part of a more general understanding that native Americans had
strongly shaped the "untouched wilderness" that the first white men
saw-or thought they were seeing-when they first arrived in the New
World. The "untouched wilderness" was nothing of the sort. Human
beings on the North American continent had exerted a huge influence
on the environment for thousands of years-burning plains grasses,
modifying forests, thinning specific animal populations, and hunting
others to extinction.

In retrospect, the rule forbidding Indians from hunting was seen as
a mistake. But it was just one of many mistakes that continued to be
made in an unbroken stream by park managers. Grizzlies were
protected, then killed off. Wolves were killed off, then brought back.
Animal research involving field study and radio collars was halted,
then resumed after certain species were declared endangered. A
policy of fire prevention was instituted, with no understanding of the
regenerative effects of fire. When the policy was finally reversed,
thousands of acres burned so hotly that the ground was sterilized,
and the forests did not growback without reseeding. Rainbow trout
were introduced in the 1970s, soon killing off the native cutthroat
species.

And on and on.

And on.

"So what you have," Kenner said, "is a history of ignorant, incompetent,
and disastrously intrusive intervention, followed by attempts to
repair the intervention, followed by attempts to repair the damage
caused by the repairs, as dramatic as any oil spill or toxic dump. Except
in this case there is no evil corporation or fossil fuel economy to blame.
This disaster was caused by environmentalists charged with protecting
the wilderness, who made one dreadful mistake after another-and,
along the way, proved how little they understood the environment
they intended to protect."

--dialogue in Michael Crichton (1942— )
American author,
_State Of Fear_ [2004]

^^

We talk of our mastery of nature, which sounds very grand;
but the fact is we respectfully adapt ourselves, first, to her
ways.
--Clarence Day (1874—1935)
American author.

Look deep into nature, and then you will
understand everything better.
--Albert Einstein (1879—1955)
German-American physicist who developed the
special and general theories of relativity.

The trail has taught me much. I know now
the varied voices of the coyote---the wizard
of the mesa. I know the solemn call of herons
and the mocking cry of the loon. I remember
a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant
breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar
trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a
thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffon
sunsets. It has given me blessed release from
care and worry and the troubled thinking of
our modern day. It has been a return to the
primitive and the peaceful. Whenever the pressure
of our complex city life thins my blood and
benumbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail;
and when I hear the coyote wailing to the
yellow dawn, my cares fall from me---I am
happy.
--Hamlin Garland (1860—1940)
American author and winner of the 1922 Pulitzer Prize for literature.
"Hitting the Trail" published in _McClure's_ (mag.) [February 1899].

^

Samuel Goldwyn (1882-1974)
American film producer.

Goldwyn was not given to flights of (uncalculated)
sentiment. He and some colleagues, visiting him
at his home, were once engaged in a bitter dispute
over a script. One of them walked over to the window
looking out on Goldwyn's luxurious lawn. He stood
there for a moment, then called out to the others,
'Come look. Here we are fighting, and this marvelous,
peaceful event is taking place in nature right under
our noses. We should be ashamed of ourselves.' The
others, Goldwyn last, trooped over. Parading across
the lawn were a mother quail and her five little
chicks. They stood there for a short time; then the
silence was broken by the unappeasable Goldwyn:
'They don't belong here.'

--_Bartlett's Book of Anecdotes_
edited by Clifton Fadiman and Andrι Bernard [2000 ed.]

^

Sympathy with nature is part of the good man's religion.
--Frederick Henry Hedge (1805—1890)
American Unitarian minister.

A man who lives with nature is used to violence and is companionable
with death. There is more violence in an English hedgerow than in the
meanest streets of a great city.
--P.D. [Phyllis Dorothy] James (1920— )
English writer of detective stories.
_Devices and Desires_ [1989], ch. 8

In Louisiana, the live-oak is the king of the forest,
and the magnolia is its queen; and there is nothing
more delightful to one who is fond of the country
than to sit under them on a clear, calm spring
morning like this.
--Joseph Jefferson (1829—1905)
American actor.
_The Autobiography of Joseph Jefferson_ [1917 ed.]

To put it rather bluntly, I am not the type who
wants to go back to the land-I am the type who
wants to go back to the hotel. This state of
affairs is at least partially due to the fact
that nature and I have so little in common.
We don't go to the same restaurants, laugh
at the same jokes or, most significant, see
the same people.
--Fran Lebowitz (1946— )
American humorist.
_Social Studies_ [1981]

^

Li Bo (701-762)
Chinese poet.

A lover of beauty and wine, Li Bo met his
death appropriately. According to popular
tradition, he was out in a boat one evening.
Trying to embrace the reflection of the moon,
which shone full on the water, he fell in and
drowned.

--_Bartlett's Book of Anecdotes_
edited by Clifton Fadiman and Andrι Bernard [2000 ed.]

^

The most wonderful sight I had witnessed in
Africa ... It had never been seen before by
European eyes; but scenes so lovely must
have been gazed upon by angels in their
flight.
--David Livingstone (1813—1873)
Scottish missionary and explorer.
(On Victoria Falls),
in _Missionary Travels and Researches_ [1857].

-

And Nature, the old nurse, took
The child upon her knee,
Saying: "Here is a story-book
Thy Father has written for thee."
"Come, wander with me," she said,
"Into regions yet untrod;
And read what is still unread
In the manuscripts of God."
--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807—1882)
American poet.
"Fiftieth Birthday of Agassiz"


Nature is a revelation of God;
Art a revelation of man.
--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807—1882)
American poet.
_Hyperion_ [1839], bk. iii, ch. 5

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Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the
grass under the trees on a summer's day, listening
to the murmer of water, or watching the clouds float
across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
--Sir John Lubbock (1834—1913)
The First Lord and Baron Avebury who was a
British banker, politician, and archaeologist.

In the short time we have paused to celebrate, Mother Nature has continued her
relentless slaughter of Earth's living things. Billions of animals have died
grisly deaths as victims of predation, disease, starvation, and decrepitude.
Meanwhile even the most gentle plants have been struck by lightening, shriveled
by drought, and eaten by plagues of insects. Let us give thanks that we will be
departing this event in automobiles nearly impervious to the elements, returning
to our insular abodes, where our refrigerators, air conditioners, and purified
water protect us against the unrelenting carnage outside. May the day never
arrive when, like our ancestors did, we have to live at the mercy of Nature's
unforgiving savagery. Amen.
--Nicolas S. Martin

A place to throw empty beer cans on a Sunday.
--H.L. (Henry Louis) Mencken (1880—1956)
American journalist and literary critic.
{On nature.}

..there is nevertheless a certain respect, a general
duty to humanity, not only to beasts that have life
and sense, but even to trees and plants. We owe
justice to men, and graciousness and benignity to
other creatures... there is a certain commerce
and mutual obligation betwixt them and us.
--Michel Eyquem de Montaigne (1533-1592)
French moralist and essayist.
_Essais_ (Essays) {94 chapters written 1571—1580 & published 1580;
the last 13 chapters were written 1585—1587 & published 1588 }.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace
will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow
their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while
cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
--John Muir (1838—1914)
Scottish-born naturalist who was largely responsible
for the creation of Sequoia and Yosemite national parks.
_Our National Parks_ [1901] "The Yellowstone National Park"

Nature makes boys and girls lovely to look upon so they
can be tolerated until they acquire some sense.
--William L. Phelps (1865—1943)
American educator, journalist, and man of letters.

The Nation that destroys its soil destroys itself.
--Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882—1945)
American Democratic statesman and President [1933—1945].
[1937 letter]

The nation behaves well if it treats the
natural resources as assets which it
must turn over to the next generation
increased, and not impaired, in value.
--Theodore Roosevelt (1858—1919)
American Republican statesman and President [1901—1909].
Speech before the Colorado Live Stock Association, Denver,
[29 August 1910], "The New Nationalism."

Away, away, from men and towns,
To the wild wood and the downs,
To the silent wilderness.
--Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792—1822)
English poet.

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Some things will never change. Some things will
always be the same. Lean down your ear upon
the earth and listen.

The voice of forest water in the night, a woman's
laughter in the dark, the clean, hard rattle of raked
gravel, the cricketing stitch of midday in hot
meadows, the delicate web of children's voices
in bright air--these things will never change.

The glitter of sunlight on roughened water, the
glory of the stars, the innocence of morning, the
smell of the sea in harbors, the feathery blur and
smoky buddings of young boughs, and something
there that comes and goes and never can be
captured, the thorn of spring, the sharp and
tongueless cry--these things will always be
the same.

All things belonging to the earth will never
change--the leaf, the blade, the flower, the
wind that cries and sleeps and wakes again,
the trees whose stiff arms clash and tremble
in the dark, and the dust of lovers long since
buried in the earth--all things proceeding from
the earth to seasons, all things that lapse and
change and come again upon the earth--these
things will always be the same, for they come
up from the earth that never changes, they go
back into the earth that lasts forever. Only the
earth endures, but it endures forever.

The tarantula, the adder, and the asp will also
never change. Pain and death will always be
the same. But under the pavements trembling
like a pulse, under the buildings trembling like
a cry, under the waste of time, under the hoof
of the beast above the broken bones of cities,
there will be something growing like a flower,
something bursting from the earth again,
forever deathless, faithful, coming into life
again like April.

--Thomas Wolfe (1900—1938)
American novelist.
_You Can't Go Home Again_ [1940]

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I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.
--Frank Lloyd Wright (1867—1959)
American architect.

But however secure and well-regulated civilized life
may become, bacteria, Protozoa, viruses, infected
fleas, lice, ticks, mosquitoes, and bedbugs will
always lurk in the shadows ready to pounce when
neglect, poverty, famine, or war lets down the
defenses.
--Hans Zinsser (1878—1940)
American bacteriologist.
_Rats, Lice and History_ [1934], ch. 13

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idyll EYE-dl, noun:
1. A simple descriptive work, either in poetry or prose, dealing
with simple, rustic life; pastoral scenes; and the like.
2. A narrative poem treating an epic, romantic, or tragic theme.
3. A lighthearted carefree episode or experience.
4. A romantic interlude.
Sheep are not the docile, pleasant creatures of the
pastoral idyll. Any countryman will tell you that. They
are sly, occasionally vicious, pathologically stupid.
--Joanne Harris,
_Chocolata_

pristine (adj.)
1. immaculate: so clean and neat as to look as good as new.
2. unspoiled: not yet ruined by human encroachment

rivulet RIV-yuh-lut, noun:
A small stream or brook.

sough (noun) [sκf (or sau)]
A pleasant rushing or whispering sound
such as that made by wind on leaves or
the surf; a sigh; a drain or small pool
of water; a rumor (Scotland)

tempestuous (adj.)
As if showing violent anger.
Synonyms: angry, furious, raging, wild.

verdure VUR-jur, noun:
Green; greenness; freshness of vegetation;
as, the verdure of the meadows in June.


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