Until we end our violence against the earth- a matter ignored by most pacifists, as the issue of military violence is ignored by most conservationists-how can we hope to end our violence against each other? The earth, which we all have in common, is our deepest bond, and our behavior toward it cannot help but be an earnest of our consideration for each other and for our descendants.
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Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.
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[T]reat Nature by the sphere, the cylinder and the cone. . . .
[T]reat Nature by the sphere, the cylinder and the cone. . . .
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It's hard for the modern generation to understand Thoreau, who lived beside a pond but didn't own water skis or a snorkel.
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I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.
