You Can't Conserve What You Haven't Got.

The Miracle Of Light Pours Over The Green And Brown Expanse Of Saw Grass And Of Water, Shining And Slowly Moving, The Grass And Water That Is The Meaning And The Central Fact Of The Everglades. It Is A River Of Grass.

Conservation Is Now A Dead Word.

I'll Talk About The Everglades At The Drop Of A Hat.

There Is Always The Need To Carry On.

Life Should Be Lived So Vividly And So Intensely That Thoughts Of Another Life, Or Of A Longer Life, Are Not Necessary.