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We spend more time working for our labor-saving machines than they do working for us.
We spend more time working for our labor-saving machines than they do working for us.
It's true: Every time you kill an elk, you're saving some cow's life.
I come more and more to the conclusion that wilderness, in America or anywhere else, is the only thing left that is worth saving.
The "terror" of the French Revolution lasted for ten years. The terror that preceded and led to it lasted for a thousand years.
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What we need now are heroes and heroines, about a million of them, one brave deed is worth a thousand books. Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.
As a confirmed melancholic, I can testify that the best and maybe only antidote for melancholia is action. However, like most melancholics, I suffer also from sloth.
The most common form of terrorism in the U.S.A. is that carried on by bulldozers and chainsaws. It is not enough to understand the natural world; the point is to defend and preserve it. Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.
Baseball serves as a good model for democracy in action: Every player is equally important and each has a chance to be a hero.
I would never betray a friend to serve a cause. Never reject a friend to help an institution. Great nations may fall in ruin before I would sell a friend to save them.
I would never betray a friend to serve a cause. Never reject a friend to help an institution. Great nations may fall in ruin before I would sell a friend to save them.
When a man's best friend is his dog, that dog has a problem.
Vladimir Nabokov was a writer who cared nothing for music and whose favorite sport was the pursuit, capture, and murder of butterflies. This explains many things; for example, the fact that Nabokov's novels, for all their elegance and wit, resemble nothing so much as butterflies pinned to a board: pretty but dead; symmetrical but stiff.
The Latino military fare badly when they stumble into war with the gringos. But in the torture, murder, and massacre of their own people, they have always performed with brilliance and elan.
Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.