One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space.
RACHEL CARSONThe discipline of the writer is to learn to be still and listen to what his subject has to tell him.
More Rachel Carson Quotes
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Have we fallen into a mesmerized state that makes us accept as inevitable that which is inferior or detrimental, as though having lost the will or the vision to demand that which is good?
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If there is poetry in my book about the sea, it is not because I deliberately put it there, but because no one could write truthfully about the sea and leave out the poetry.
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Our attitude towards plants is a singularly narrow one. If we see any immediate utility in a plant we foster it. If for any reason we find its presence undesirable or merely a matter of indifference, we may condemn it to destruction forthwith.
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Only as a child’s awareness and reverence for the wholeness of life are developed can his humanity to his own kind reach its full development.
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But man is a part of nature, and his war against nature is inevitably a war against himself.
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Why would anyone believe it is possible to lay down such barrage of poisons on the surface of the earth without making it unfit for all life? They should not be called insecticides, but biocides.
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The real wealth of the Nation lies in the resources of the earth – soil, water, forests, minerals, and wildlife.
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The question is whether any civilization can wage relentless war on life without destroying itself, and without losing the right to be called civilized.
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Every mystery solved brings us to the threshold of a greater one.
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Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature – the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
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For all at last return to the sea- to Oceanus, the ocean river, like the ever-flowing stream of time, the beginning and the end.
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Those who love and free nature are never alone.
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But most of all I shall remember the monarchs, that unhurried westward drift of one small winged form after another, each drawn by some invisible force.
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As crude a weapon as a cave man’s club, the chemical barrage has been hurled against the fabric of life.
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The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth superhighway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster.
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