Touch The Earth, Love The Earth, Honour

We Of The Age Of The Machines, Having Delivered Ourselves Of Nocturnal Enemies, Now Have A Dislike Of Night Itself. With Lights And Ever More Lights, We Drive The Holiness And Beauty Of Night Back To The Forests And The Sea.

As Well Expect Nature To Answer Your Human Values As To Come Into Your House And Sit In A Chair.

Poetry Is As Necessary To Comprehension As Science. It Is As Impossible To Live Without Reverence As It Is Without Joy.

Wolves Are Not Our Brothers; They Are Not Our Subordinates, Either. They Are Another Nation, Caught Up Just Like Us In The Complex Web Of Time And Life.

The Adventure Of The Sun Is The Great Natural Drama By Which We Live, And Not To Have Joy In It And Awe Of It, Not To Share In It, Is To Close A Dull Door On Nature's Sustaining And Poetic Spirit.