Many men go through life as though they wore horse blinders or were sleepwalking. Their eyes are open, yet they see nothing of their many wild neighbors. Their ears, attuned to motorcars and traffic, seldom detect the music of nature — the singing of birds, frogs, or crickets, or the wind in the leaves. There men, biologically illiterate, often fancy themselves well informed, perhaps sophisticated. They know business trends, or politics, yet haven’t the faintest ides of “what makes the world go round.”
Roger Tory Peterson
September 1, 2008 at 4:06 pm |
Beautifully said, and painfully real.
September 17, 2008 at 9:13 am |
[...] “Many men go through life as though they wore horse blinders or were sleepwalking. Their eyes are open, yet they see nothing of their many wild neighbors. Their ears, attuned to motorcars and traffic, seldom detect the music of nature – the singing of birds, frogs, or crickets, or the wind in the leaves. There men, biologically illiterate, often fancy themselves well informed, perhaps sophisticated. They know business trends, or politics, yet haven’t the faintest ideas of ‘what makes the world go round.’” — Roger Tory Peterson [...]