What we are doing to the forests of the world is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves and to one another.

Earth provides enough to satisfy every man’s needs, but not every man’s greed.

If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer; but if he spends his whole day as a spectulator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is esteemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.

The question is whether any civilization can wage relentless war on life without destroying itself, and without losing the right to be called civilized.

To those devoid of imagination a blank place on the map is a useless waste; to others, the most valuable part.

Destroying rainforest for economic gain is like burning a Renaissance painting to cook a meal.