No matter how few possessions you own or how little money you have, loving wildlife and nature will make you rich beyond measure.

If you are not filled with overflowing love, compassion and goodwill for all creatures living wild in nature, You will never know true happiness.

The future of wildlife and the habitat that they depend on is in being destroyed. It is time to make nature and all the beauty living within it our priority.

A simple act of kindness and compassion towards a single animal may not mean anything to all creatures, but will mean everything to one.

We should not need to have a "Save an Animal Day", Save from what?, It is in fact "Save from who". It is Human Kindness, Compassion and Caring that so desperately needs to be saved.

It seems everything in nature that has beauty, also has a price.Let the value of our planets wildlife be to nature and nature alone.

The future of wildlife and the habitat that they depend on is being destroyed. It is time to make nature and all the beauty living within it our priority.

No one in the world needs a Rhino horn but a Rhino.

Wherever there are wild animals in the world, there is always an opportunity for caring, compassion and kindness.

The only idea they have ever manifested as to what is a government of consent, is this--that it is one to which everybody must consent, or be shot.

Life is an adventure that is best lived boldly

Anybody caught selling macrame in public should be dyed a natural color and hung out to dry.

I really hope that the philanthropy movement is seen not just as wealthy people giving money away but wealthy people giving away their time, their energy and their ideas.

There are many ways up the mountain and each of us must choose a practice that feels true to our heart.

If a cat sits on a hot stove once, it will never sit on a cold one either.

If only we could be enlightened enough to be able to listen in the silence.

A man is as old as his arteries.

New technology is useful, but it's inefficient and ugly; it knows it'll be obsolete by lunchtime tomorrow, so it has no incentive to be anything else

That mighty orb of song, The divine Milton.