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Acts Of Creation Are Ordinarily Reserved For Gods And Poets, But Humbler Folk May Circumvent This Restriction If They Know How. To Plant A Pine, For Example, One Need Be Neither God Nor Poet; One Need Only Own A Shovel.

Your Woodlot Is, In Fact, An Historical Document Which Faithfully Records Your Personal Philosophy.

Our Ability To Perceive Quality In Nature Begins, As In Art, With The Pretty.

The Last Word In Ignorance Is The Man Who Says Of An Animal Or Plant: 'what Good Is It?

If We Lose Our Wilderness, We Have Nothing Left, In My Opinion, Worth Fighting For; Or To Be More Exact, A Completely Industrialized United States Is Of No Consequence To Me.