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. . .our tools are better than we are, and grow better faster than we do. They suffice to crack the atom, to command the tides. But they do not suffice for the oldest task in human history: to live on a piece of land without spoiling it.
-Aldo Leopold |
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The Forest: I need it to breath, to feel, to know I'm alive! |
All that lives was born to die
-Led Zeppelin |
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry that I couldn't travel both
And be one traveler I stood
And looked as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other one just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as far as the passing there
Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no step and trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how ways leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a woods, and I
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.
-Robert Frost |
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In dark ages people are best guided by religion, as in a pitch-black night a blind man is the best guide; he knows the roads and paths better than a man who can see. When daylight comes, however, it is foolish to use blind old men as guides. -Heinrich Heine |
All the fish that lay in dirty water dien'
Have they got you hypnotized?
-Led Zeppelin |
I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
-Henry David Thoreau |
Time is an ocean,
but it ends at the shore
You may not see me tomorrow
-Bob Dylan |
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