Give me a wildness whose glance no civilization can endure

Give me a wildness whose glance no civilization can endure,-as if we lived on the marrow of koodoos devoured raw

Life consists with wildness. The most alive is the wildest. Not yet subdued to man, its presence refreshes him.

In wildness is the preservation of the world.

We need the tonic of wildness...At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.

If it is asserted that civilization is a real advance in the condition of man — and I think that it is, though only the wise improve their advantages — it must be shown that it has produced better dwellings without making them more costly; and the cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.