Most of what you see now emphasizes animals being dangerous to humans.

Somali is turning into a desert. Rwanda, you can hardly find a place to plant a potato, it's so crowded.

The continued existence of wildlife and wilderness is important to the quality of life of humans.

My father being an outdoors person, he used to take us on quite a few adventures thorugh the wild areas down there, introducing us to alligators and rattlesnakes and all the trees and plants.

The quicker we humans learn that saving open space and wildlife is critical to our welfare and quality of life, maybe we'll start thinking of doing something about it.

The most powerful argument of all for saving open space is economics; in most states, tourism is the number two industry.

How we treat the earth basically effects our social welfare and our national security.

I don't think we're going to save anything if we go around talking about saving plants and animals only; we've got to translate that into what's in it for us.

Preserving a river or a creek can bring a lot of revenue.

I'm a little different from all those conservation types.

According to Johnny Carson, I was the guy who Marlon sent out to do all the dirty work.

If we could eliminate the concept of town and return to live in small villages, all world problems were solved.

No matter how big a company is, one has to always look at business basics.

Free trade does bring jobs to America.

Remember that the only God man comes in contact with is his own God, called Spirit, Soul and Mind, or Consciousness, and these three are one.

Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience.

The more people wake up spiritually, the more they'll begin to realize the depth of what Prabhupada was saying - how much he gave.

I do not believe there are eight hundred human beings on the globe.

Pity costs nothing, and it ain't worth nothing.

If you permit your thoughts to dwell on evil you yourself will become ugly. Look only for the good in everything so you absorb the quality of beauty.

Blest be those feasts, with simple plenty crowned, Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale.