We come into the world as wild things and go out the same way, no matter how many boxes of lead or concrete we sheath about our bones (and the faster we consume the resources that eons of creative wildness have left us, the faster will the wild forces of deterioration pull us down). So it is not enough to look back and admire wildness as our heritage, we must look forward to it as well.

Life is stranger than biology textbooks.

A flower's structure leads a bee toward having pollen adhere to its body . . . we don't know of any such reason why beautiful places attract humans.

All things human begin with words.

Every time we exterminate a predator, we are in a sense creating a new predator.

Land and water are not really separate things, but they are separate words, and we perceive through words.