If nobody cares, then it doesn't matter what happens to flowers.
She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.
...and I wonder if there is any way to adequately describe the folly that causes us to undo all the great gifts of both Earth and Heaven.
Our whole approach to space has been very male. We wont up to the moon ...walked on it. And we never went back. We never called. We never wrote. It's the typical one night stand.
He who shall hurt the little wren Shall never be beloved by men.
Most, it would seem to me, do not care for nature and would sell their share.
But we moderns are impatient and destructive.
Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man!
