Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms read more

Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms deep.

Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.

Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.

[T]reat Nature by the sphere, the cylinder and the cone. . . .

[T]reat Nature by the sphere, the cylinder and the cone. . . .

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.

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

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

Because we don't think about future generations, they will never forget us.

Because we don't think about future generations, they will never forget us.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

Don't pray when it rains if you don't pray when the sun shines.

Don't pray when it rains if you don't pray when the sun shines.

In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through read more

In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.