We’re destroying the world because we are, in a very literal and deliberate way, at war with it.
Sheep can befriend a hungry wolf only for briefly.
The whole of organic nature on our planet exists only by a relentless war of all against all. ... The raging war of interests in human society is only a feeble picture of an unceasing and terrible war of existence which reigns throughout the whole of the living world.
The creature that wins against its environment destroys itself.
Becoming conscious is of course a sacrilege against nature; it is as though you had robbed the unconscious of something.
There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them.
Man's war against nature is a war against himself.
In China's thousands of years of civilization, the conflict between humankind and nature has never been as serious as it is today.
A Canadian settler hates a tree, regards it as his natural enemy, as something to be destroyed, eradicated, annihilated by all and any means.
Outside nature, against nature, without excuse, beyond remedy, except what remedy I find within myself.
Your landscape in a western is one of the most important characters the film has. The best westerns are about man against his own landscape.
Animals give us their constant, unjaded faces, and we burden them with our bodies and civilized ordeals.
As a society we cannot seem to make peace with nature. As individuals, it's hard for us to be at peace with ourselves.
We have to look at the figures of speech a writer uses, his images and symbols, to realize that underneath all the complexity of human life that uneasy stare at an alien nature is still haunting us, and the problem of surmounting it still with us.
I believe that man is the product of natural evolution that is born from the conflict of being a prisoner and separated from nature, and from the need to find unity and harmony with it.
I'm by nature someone that quite likes to understand how things are working, likes some sense of structure, and I've fallen into the worst possible trade for that.
I admire our ancestors, whoever they were. I think the first self-conscious person must have shaken in his boots. Because as he becomes self-conscious, he's no longer part of nature. He sees himself against nature. He looks at the vastness of the universe and it looks hostile.
