Having to squeeze the last drop of utility out of the land has the same desperate finality as having to chop up the furniture to keep warm.

We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect.

Land is not merely soil, it is a fountain of energy flowing through a circuit of soils, plants and animals.

Harmony with land is like harmony with a friend; you cannot cherish his right hand and chop off his left.

There are some who can live without wild things and some who cannot.

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.

The last word in ignorance is the man who says of an animal or plant: 'What good is it?

There can be no doubt that a society rooted in the soil is more stable than one rooted in pavements.

There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes from the furnace.

The first law of intelligent tinkering is to save all the parts

To keep every cog and wheel is the first precaution of intelligent tinkering.

Celebrating faith over reason is merely a way of denying what is, in favor of embracing any whim that strikes your fancy.

If I wasn't a champion, I'd still be in jail. That makes me try very hard.

My friends, no matter how rough the road may be, we can and we will, never, never surrender to what is right.

I am for free commerce with all nations; political connection with none; and little or no diplomatic establishment

The whole of the Saviour's ministerial life, at least the part of it that stands on record, was passed in what we may call substantially a revival work.

Nobody ever feels like they've arrived. That's just the nature of being a creative type of person. You always feel like you can get better or reach more people.

The rapturuous, wild, and ineffable pleasure of drinking at somebody else's expense

The question is not, "Do you know you are a sinner?" the question is this, "As you have heard me preach the Gospel, has God so worked in your life that the sin you once loved you now hate?"

Conspicuous by his absence.

I dream in my dreams all the dreams of the other dreamers. And I become the other dreamers.