Conservation Quotes - Page 2

Management" of anything as complicated as a woods requires more humility than comes easily to our species, at least in its American incarnation.

Bill McKibben

Ability to see the cultural value of wilderness boils down, in the last analysis, to a question of intellectual humility. The shallow-minded modern who has lost his rootage in the land assumes that he has already discovered what is important; it is such who prate of empires, political or economic, that will last a thousand years. It is only the scholar who appreciates that all history consists of successive excursions from a single starting-point, to which man returns again and again to organize yet another search for a durable scale of values. It is only the scholar who understands why the raw wilderness gives definition and meaning to the human enterprise.

Aldo Leopold

The practices we now call conservation are, to a large extent, local alleviations of biotic pain. They are necessary, but they must not be confused with cures. The art of land doctoring is being practiced with vigor, but the science of land health is yet to be born.

Aldo Leopold

We look at the world through our own eyes, naturally. But by looking from the inside out, we see an inside-out world. This book takes the perspective of the world outside us—a world in which humans are not the measure of all things, a human race among other races. ...In our estrangement from nature we have severed our sense of the community of life and lost touch with the experience of other animals. ...understanding the human animal becomes easier in context, seeing our human thread woven into the living web among the strands of so many others.

Carl Safina

Today humanity faces a stark choice: save the planet and ditch capitalism, or save capitalism and ditch the planet.

Fawzi Ibrahim

If 22 bushels (1,300 pounds) of rice and 22 bushels of winter grain are harvested from a quarter acre field, then the field will support five to ten people each investing an average of less than one hour of labour per day. But if the field were turned over to pasturage, or if the grain were fed to cattle, only one person could be supported per quarter acre. Meat becomes a luxury food when its production requires land which could provide food directly for human consumption. This has been shown clearly and definitely. Each person should ponder seriously how much hardship he is causing by indulging in food so expensively produced.

Masanobu Fukuoka

Eating dinner with conservation biologists was like walking through a minefield of ethical decisions: grasslands have been overgrazed by steer raised for beef, and all cattle emit greenhouse gases though enteric fermentation; the poop from industrially raised chickens poisons the Chesapeake; the Amazon has been slashed and burned for soy--and don't even mention seafood. To this bunch of herpetologists, the sin of ordering shrimp lay in the bycatch--young fish, and especially sea turtles, caught in the nets and discarded, dead or dying.

Joe Roman

Another big group of dolphins had just surfaced alongside our moving vessel—leaping and splashing and calling mysteriously back and forth in their squeally, whistly way, with many babies swift alongside their mothers. And this time, confined to just the surface of such deep and lovely lives, I was becoming unsatisfied. I wanted to know what they were experiencing, and why to us they feel so compelling, and so—close. This time I allowed myself to ask them the question that was forbidden fruit: Who are you? Science usually steers firmly from questions about the inner lives of animals. Surely they have inner lives of some sort. But like a child who is admonished that what they really want to ask is impolite, a young scientist is taught that the animal mind—if there is such—is unknowable. Permissible questions are “it” questions: where it lives; what it eats; what it does when danger threatens; how it breeds. But always forbidden—always forbidden—is the one question that might open the door: “Who?” — Carl Safina

Carl Safina

As it is there isn't a single thing isn't an opportunity for some 'alert' person, including practically everybody by the 'greed', that, they are 'alive', therefore. Etc. That, in fact, there are 'conditions'. Gravelly Hill or any sort of situation for improvement, when the Earth was properly regarded as a 'garden tenement messuage orchard and if this is nostalgia let you take a breath of April showers let's us reason how is the dampness in your nasal passage -- but I have had lunch in this 'pasture' (B. Ellery to George Girdler Smith 'gentleman' 1799, for £150)overlooking 'the town' sitting there like the Memphite lord of all Creationwith my back -- with Dogtownover the Crown of gravelly hillIt is not bad to be pissed off

Charles Olson

we have forgotten how to press our fingers to the tilting planet's jugular and measure her pulse. we have forgotten symbiosis, that she is our mother.we have forgotten that when we rape our world we rape ourselves.

Beth Morey

The goal for most people should not be to feel better, but to get better at feeling.

Shannon L. Alder

Goldilocks in the flesh. He zoned out for a second, lost in the smooth texture of her skin, so he had zero time to react when the bikini top flying through the air hit him in the chest....She contemplated the ground for a second. "I'd like my top back, please.""I don't know," he teased. "It could be construed as a deadly weapon.

Robin Bielman

With a gentle touch, she brushed the hair off his forehead. "I was sort of hoping you'd be a little more relaxed today."He took her hand and kissed it."I'm very relaxed.""Finally?" She raised her eyebrows and snuggled closer."You feel a little stiff."And getting stiffer by the second. He had zero control around this woman. "We should probably do something about that.

Robin Bielman

Feel free to check out the hotel and talk to the staff," he said slipping out of bed. "And I'm happy to give you an up-close look at what we're doing." When she didn't answer, he glanced over his shoulder. Then cleared his throat.Her attention jumped from his ass to his face. "Sorry, what did you say/""I said---"She sat up, letting the sheet fall to her waist. And damn if she wasn't the most gorgeous thing with her creamy skin, pert breasts, and mussed hair.He moaned like a guy totally whipped and stalked back to the bed where he climbed on top of her."Connor." She giggled and wiggled beneath him. Her arms went around his neck. "What are you doing?""Forgetting the time." He kissed her and didn't leave until they'd both had their fill.

Robin Bielman

Connor couldn't be sure, but he thought he heard him mumble, "First Dean, then McCall. These boys are dropping like flies.

Robin Bielman

You are so going down for that." He grabbed the keys and headed back to the road. "When you least expect it," he added over his shoulder."I'm shaking in my shoes," she called out."You're not wearing any.""Exactly."Damn, he liked this girl.

Robin Bielman

Charlie brought her dandelion to her mouth. "I've heard that, too. But this happens to be something I've done a lot and it's easy. Just take a deep breath, put your lips together, and blow." She closed her eyes and blew. When she lifted her lids, she found him watching her.Or rather, watching her mouth. She let go of the flower stem and swallowed. "I'm thinking those lips of yours could make any man's wish come true.

Robin Bielman

Oh, crap.The last person she wanted to run into this morning when she had to be super-professional was Hot Pool Guy. Before she had a chance to hide behind a plant or something, his gaze connected with hers and held her hostage.He flashed a smile and headed her way. Shit. She got to her feet thinking she'd say a quick hello before telling him she was meeting someone and excuse herself. Look away from those amazing dark eyes before you get yourself in trouble. She forced her attention down.And found a logo on the breast pocket of his white polo shirt.Word.Heritage.Fund.Kill her now.

Robin Bielman

Charlie had kissed a lot of guys. And Connor's kiss had been the best ever. Ever, ever, ever.

Robin Bielman

He parked the car, pressed the button for the roof to fold back, and undid his seat belt. "It's an emergency."Goldilocks giggled. She unfastened her belt and hopped onto her knees. "Yes, I can see" - she glanced down at his crotch - "That we're in danger of a detonation. What's the protocol in a situation like this, Mr. Environmentalist?""I'm afraid I have no choice but to advocate for release.

Robin Bielman

The only time I get to be alone is while traveling.""Except this week," Charlie said.He turned his head and she saw herself reflected in his shades. "True. And you're not at all what I expected."Not that Connor had had any idea what to expect. But he would've preferred if she hadn't been the beautiful blonde who wore skimpy red bikini tops and starred in his dreams last night.

Robin Bielman

I've always had this fantasy of being at the top of a Ferris wheel with a gorgeous guy and having him kiss me.""Really? That's your fantasy?""One of them." She narrowed her eyes, but it didn't diminish their light."And I fit the bill?" he said, unable to stop himself from moving his stare to her mouth. Christ, he wasn't expecting her to say any of that, but now that she had, he had the urge to fulfill all her fantasies."You asked." She shrugged and started to turn away.He caught her jaw and tilted it up to his. "Do you want me to kiss you?"Long, dark eyelashes reached the arch of her brows. "We shouldn't""That's not what I asked."She squirmed, her breath caught."Yes," she whispered.

Robin Bielman

Charlie swallowed. He was gloriously sexy. The hottest man she'd ever seen with his sculpted chest and abs., narrow waist, long muscular legs dusted with dark brown hair. Her gaze roamed over every inch of him before settling on his erection. It was big, thick, and hard for her. Her mouth watered in anticipation.

Robin Bielman

When I'm inside you, buried so deep I'm the only thing that exists in your world, that's when I'm not going to go slow. It's going to be fast and hard because I'm going to lose my mind.

Robin Bielman

I want to go slow, baby, I really do," he whispered at the side of her neck. "But I'm not going to be able to this first time."t"Thank heavens.

Robin Bielman

I want to be in the water with you again, nani girl." Her knees went weak and trembles raced down her spine. Beautiful girl had been a special nickname only he used.

Robin Bielman

Hurry," she breathed. "I need you to fill me up."t"Baby, I'm gonna do more than that.

Robin Bielman

Still following the rules, huh?" He grabbed his shift off the back of the kitchen chair and pulled it on."Still breaking them?" she fired back.

Robin Bielman

My date the next night brought a sock puppet with him. A. Sock. Puppet. And he talked to me with it"...t"It completely freaked me out," Kalani continued. "I made it through drinks and that was more than enough. I told the guy it was a good thing he had one good hand left because if this was his usual MO for dates, he was going to need it.

Robin Bielman

His dimples should come with an advisory label: Will cause hearts to flutter and panties to spontaneously combust.

Robin Bielman

She put her hands on her hips. "You're not human."t"Neither are you."t"I beg your pardon?"t"Ethereal comes to mind.

Robin Bielman

Busted," she said. "You pretend to be all rough and tough, but on the inside you're a big softie."t"I guarantee you there is nothing soft---

Robin Bielman

I'll never look at cake the same way again," he whispered in her ear.

Robin Bielman

Tell me you're bare underneath the dress."tShe gulped. "I'm bare underneath this dress."tGently dropping her arms back to her sides, he slid his finger down the center of her chest. Tingles shot out from the tips of her breasts and gathered at the base of her spine, between her legs. "Tell me you want me as much as I want you," he said, his voice husky.Never had she imagined doing something as reckless as sleeping with a guy for one night. But this wasn't any guy. And it wasn't just about her getting off--God, how she needed to do that. It was about closure. Saying goodbye on her terms. It might be a bad idea, but it was the best bad idea she'd ever had.tShe dropped the panties and put her hands on his chest.t"I want you.

Robin Bielman

If I stay, it’s going to be in your bed.” tHer pounding heart relaxed, the fear that he’d reject her floating away like tiny grains of sand in the wind. “I know.”t“And we’re not going to sleep.”t“I’m good with that, too.

Robin Bielman

I come to oil country with a book about radicals who wish for the end of pipelines. But that's not what it's about. It's the friction point of prosperity and concern, ability and disability, the loss of bodily presence and the gain of ghost messages. It's misplaced outrage and well-placed courage. It's banjo song and smoke in your eye. Stories hinge there, swinging this way and that.

Kate Inglis

I have spent hours and hours watching elephants, and to come to understand what emotional creatures they are...it's not just a species facing extinction, it's massive individual suffering.

Mike Bond

To those who serve to protect the exotic animals in the rainforest. Thanks for making it possible for so many of them to remain in their natural habitat and for stopping those who are destroying the animals or transporting them from their homes in the wild.

Terry Spear

But if you wake up and are feeling....needy...

Terry Spear

He chuckled. "Come here."tShe hesitated.t"We don't have to do anything. Just ... sleep."tShe let out her breath on a heavy sign. "You don't want to just sleep." Then she moved in next to him, and he wrapped his arms around her. "Do you?"t"Hell no." He leaned down for a kiss.

Terry Spear

At dusk in the Corcovado National Park in Costa Rica, Melissa Overton barely heard the constant sound of crickets chirping all around them. Prowling through the dense, tropical rainforest as a jaguar, she listened for the human voices that would clue her in that her prey was nearby.tWaves crashed onto the sandy beaches in the distance as she made her way quietly, like a phantom predator, through the tangle of vines and broad, leafy foliage, searching for any sign of the poachers. Humans wouldn't have a clue as to what she and her kind were when they saw her - apparently nothing other than an ordinary jaguar. And she and her fellow jaguar shifters planned to keep it that way.tHer partner on this mission, JAG agent Huntley Anderson, was nearby, just as wary and observant. The JAG Special Forces Branch, also known as the Golden Claws, was only open to jaguar shifters and served to protect both their shifter kind and their jaguar cousins....

Terry Spear

He tossed her over his shoulder and stalked back to the bedroom.t"What do you think you're doing?"t"I've had enough babysitting duty. It's time for some grownup action.

Terry Spear

Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how.

Aldo Leopold

Man was the last of Creation but was given the duty to care for the Earth and all other created living creatures.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Amazingly, we take for granted that instinct for survival, fear of death, must separate us from the happiness of pure and uninterpreted experience, in which body, mind, and nature are the same. This retreat from wonder, the backing away like lobsters into safe crannies, the desperate instinct that our life passes unlived, is reflected in proliferation without joy, corrosive money rot, the gross befouling of the earth and air and water from which we came.

Peter Matthiessen

It is Obscene to keep Printing Newspapers in the Digital Era

Vineet Raj Kapoor

Do you think people have evolved too far, because I do; oh their ability to heal is indeed a wonder and I do praise them for that, but in many other things I think evolution has been a bit rushed, like getting to the bus stop before the wheel was invented.

conversations with a pigeon

The love for God is the love to protect the environment.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Nature responds to your respect and gratitude by creating a magical energy of blessings in return.

Eileen Anglin

Speechless is not even a good enough word to describe what I feel when I see the pictures of how we have transformed the world from the good to bad, from natural to artificial, physical appearance to daily makeup. I think I want to go with the word ENRAGED, DISGUSTED, or better yet INSULTED .

Auliq-Ice

We must stop seeing the natural world as a commodity and start seeing it as we would see a family member, something to love, protect, care for, and cherish.

Barry Babcock

On a winter’s day when a person’s spirits may be low and to behold thirty to one-hundred Evening Grosbeaks busily gorging themselves on bird seed and perched in a stand of pines with all of them creating a cacophony of sparrow like chirps, this is real therapy for me. It is an act of contagious optimism. It is at such times I realize that a bird can do more for me than a shrink.

Barry Babcock

I am convinced that most Americans of the new generation have no idea what a decent forest looks like. The only way to tell them is to show them.

Aldo Leopold

The wild is where you find it, not in some distant world relegated to a nostalgic past or an idealized future; its presence is not black or white, bad or good, corrupted or innocent... We are of that nature, not apart from it. We survive because of it, not instead of it.

Renee Askins

If people in general could be got into the woods, even for once, to hear the trees speak for themselves, all difficulties in the way of forest preservation would vanish.

John Muir

It is not good for man to be kept perforce at all times in the presence of his species. A world from which solitude is extirpated is a very poor ideal. Solitude, in the sense of being often alone, is essential to any depth of meditation or of character; and solitude in the presence of natural beauty and grandeur, is the cradle of thoughts and aspirations which are not only good for the individual, but which society could ill do without. Nor is there much satisfaction in contemplating the world with nothing left to the spontaneous activity of nature...scarcely a place left where a wild shrub or flower could grow without being eradicated as a weed in the same of improved agriculture. If the earth must lose that great portion of its pleasantness which it owes to things that the unlimited increase of wealth and population would extirpate from it, for the mere support of a larger, but not a better or happier population, I sincerely hope, for the sake of posterity, that they will be content to be stationary...

John Stuart Mills

Now, over half of us live in an urban environment. My home, too, is here in the city of London. Looking down on this great metropolis, the ingenuity with which we continue to reshape the surface of our planet is very striking. It’s also very sobering, and reminds me of just how easy it is for us to lose our connection with the natural world.Yet it’s on this connection that the future of both humanity and the natural world will depend. And surely, it is our responsibility to do everything within our power to create a planet that provides a home not just for us, but for all life on Earth.

David Attenborough

The spirit of the wild must pass to all of you now. You must tell each one you meet: if you would find Pan, take up Pan's spirit. Remake the wild, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world. You cannot wait for anyone else, even a god, to do that for you.

Rick Riordan

How we treat our land, how we build upon it, how we act toward our air and water, in the long run, will tell what kind of people we really are.-Laurance S. Rockefeller

Terry Tempest Williams

The writer Richard Manning has argued that 'the most destructive force in the American West is its commanding views, because they foster the illusion that we command.

Phillip Connors

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