The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable read more

The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable causes.
So it should be as respects valleys, alpine meadows, rivers, lakes, estuaries, beaches, ridges, groves of trees, swampland, or even air that feels the destructive pressures of modern technology and modern life. The river, for example, is the living symbol of all the life it sustains or nourishes - fish, aquatic insects, water ouzels, otter, fisher, deer, elk, bear, and all other animals, including man, who are dependent on it or who enjoy it for its sight, its sound, or its life. The river as plaintiff speaks for the ecological unit of life that is part of it.

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?

We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.

We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.

I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.

I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of read more

Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where read more

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 roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa read more

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa quae arte perfecta
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That's the nature of women not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.

That's the nature of women not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.