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No explanation offered or required ... these are simply some favourite quotes that we have 'accumulated.'  We place them here as a reflection of how we feel about Canada' wilderness areas.


While seeking the secrets of nature I have watched the salutary effects of stillness and peace on human hearts and minds.  I have seem the overpowering beauty of dawns and sunsets reach into troubled breasts and heal hurts that were thought beyond medicine and philosophy.  And I have seen those burdened with grief take on the silence of the forest aisles until they could hear that still, small voice which lifts hope and faith with wordless assurance.

Sam Campbell

The care of rivers is not a question of rivers, but of the human heart.

Tanaka Shozo

In nature their are neither rewards nor punishments - there are  consequences.

R. G. Ingersoll

There are yet many boys to be born who, like Isaiah, "may see, and know, and understand together, that the hand of the Lord hath done this."  But where shall they see, and know, and consider?  In museums?

Aldo Leopold

What, pray tell, would I buy?  There is nothing out here that is not free for the asking.  Can you buy a sunrise?  Is there a price to the exhilaration we feel from the thunderstorm that rages outside?  Nature is the truest democracy, and not the richest man in the world is served a grander sunset than the beggar.

Michael Furtman

Sit outside at midnight and close your eyes; feel the grass, the air, the space.  Listen to the birds for ten minutes at dawn.  Memorize a flower.

Linda Hasselstrom

A thing is right when it tends to preserve the integrity, stability and beauty of the biotic community.  It is wrong when it tends otherwise.

Aldo Leopold

My heart is tuned to the quietness that the stillness of nature inspires.

Hazrat Inayat Khan

Without love of the land, conservation lacks meaning or purpose, for only in a deep and inherent feeling for the land can their be dedication in preserving it.

Sigurd F. Olson

Being a wilderness enthusiast is a lot like sitting on an ice floe.  Every day the floe gets smaller as pieces break off and float away.  you know that it will continue to get smaller day by day, never bigger.  That is the reality that all lovers of wild lands have to face.

Bill Mason

At times on quiet waters one does not speak aloud but only in whispers, for then all noise is sacrilege.

Sigurd F. Olson

If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder ... he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and myster of the world we live in.

Rachel Carson

The first law of ecology is that everything is related to everything else.

Barry Commoner

Wilderness can be appreciated only by contrast, and solitude understood only when we have been without it.  We cannot separate ourselves from society, comradeship, sharing and love.  Unless we contribute something from wilderness experience, derive some solace or peace to share with others, then the real purpose is defeated. 

Sigurd F. Olson

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

Frank Lloyd Wright

If I knew all there is to know about a golden arctic poppy growing on a rocky ledge in the far north, I would know the whole story of evolution and creation.

Sigurd F. Olson.

In nature, one never really sees a thing for the first time until one has seen it for the fiftieth.

Joseph Wood Krutch

A nature lover is someone who, when treed by a bear, enjoys the view.

Anonymous

My heart is moved by all I cannot save.  So much has been destroyed, I have to cast my lot with those who age after age, perversely, with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world.  A passion to make, and make again where such un-making reigns.

Adrienne Rich

Nature affects our minds as light affects the photographic emulsion on a film.  Some films are more sensitive than others; some minds are more receptive.

Edwin Way Teale

Here is calm so deep, grasses cease waving ... wonderful how completely everything in wild nature fits into us, as if truly part and parent of us.  The sun shines not on us, but in us.  The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing.

John Muir

Anyone who tells you portaging is fun is either a liar, or crazy, or maybe both.

Bill Mason

It was not any human voice, and yet it had a human ring.  It was not the voice of any beast, and yet it came, as it were from the strength of the beast.  it could not be the voice of a bird, no bird could be big enough, and yet there was something birdlike in its tone.  If it were not the voice of man, beast or bird, what could it be?  It was not sorrowful nor joyful nor terrible.  it was great and strange.  It came from the heart of the wilderness or rock, miles from any human dwelling.  It was like the rock speaking.

John Masefield

To stick your hands into the river is to feel the cords that bind the earth together in one piece.

Barry Lopez

All the water that has ever been or ever will be is here now.  It sits, it runs, it rises as mist.  It evaporates and falls again as rain or snow.  You cannot pollute a drop of water anywhere without eventually poisoning some distant place.

Michael Furtman

You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet.

Hal Borland

Adversity is the state in which man most easily becomes acquainted with himself, being especially free from admirers then.

Samuel Jackson

The song of the waters is audible to every ear, but there is other music in these hills, by no means audible to all.  To hear even a few notes of it, you must first live here for a long time, and then you must know the speech of hills and rivers.  then on a still night, when the campfire is low and the Pleiades have climbed over the rimrocks, sit quietly and listen for a wolf to howl, and think hard of everything you have seen and tried to understand.  Then you may hear it - a vast, pulsating harmony - its score inscribed on a thousand hills, its notes the lives and deaths of plants and animals, its rhythms spanning the seconds and the centuries.

Aldo Leopold

   

 

 








 

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