Quotes About Wildlife

Tonight's feature starred the commander-in-chief himself. Angie had been summoned to Casa Bellicosa to unfasten a screech owl from the presidential pompadour, which the low-swooping raptor had mistaken for a road-kill fox.

The vista from atop the poinciana was timeless and serene—a long string of egrets crossing the distant 'glades; a squadron of white pelicans circling a nearby bay; a pair of ospreys hovering kitelike above a tidal creek. It was a perfect picture and a perfect silence.

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Bottlenose dolphins engage in more same-sexual behavior than any other known creature.) As Denise Herzing concluded, "Dolphins love to have sex and they have sex a lot.

If wildlife cannot exist there will be poor quality for human life. A better world for wildlife means a better world for human life.

In Yellowstone, where ravens have dotted their black exclamation points onto the white pages of the snows of many thousands of winters

This litany of loss […] is the profile of a species going extinct. In a generation or two the memory of wild Africa will be lost as utterly as an American prairie of head high wild flowers swirled by bison, darkened by wild pigeons, bordered by towering forests of chestnuts, as it all was mere moments ago.

What but the wolf's tooth whittled so fine The fleet limbs of the antelope? —Robinson Jeffers

Antlers clicked together and knocked against the glass. A stream of caribou was splitting around the Chrysler like brown water around a red and white rock, running in a heavy million-hearted whisper north across the forest floor.

The bird cawed. The loud cry echoed off the mountains. The raven swooped down before them again, narrowly missing Richard's head. Gaining height, the bird circled. The air whistled through its feathers as it dove at them, driving them back from the water. "Is that bird crazy?" Kahlan asked. "Maybe it's protecting a nest? Or do all ravens behave like that?

all reputable falconers agreed that for hunting purposes the only way you could reliably bring down prey with a wowhawk was by using it in a slingshot.

It's hard to be an ornithologist and walk through a wood when all around you the world is shouting: 'Bugger off, this is my bush! Aargh, the nest thief! Have sex with me, I can make my chest big and red!

In the swamp the alligators drifted like patches of bad-assed water.

Tortoise steps, slow steps, four steps like a tank with a tail dragging in the sand. Tortoise steps, land based, land locked, dusty like the desert tortoise herself, fenced in, a prisoner on her own reservation -- teaching us the slow art of revolutionary patience.

Our public lands - whether a national park or monument, wildlife refuge, forest or prairie - make each one of us land-rich. It is our inheritance as citizens of a country called America.

Wilderness is not a place of privilege, but rather a place of probity, where the evolutionary processes of life are free to continue.

To see the yellow fritillaries burst forth after the deep snows of winter and know that the bears are soon to follow is to be attentive to wild nature's seasonal fugue of infinite composition and succession. The great gray owl sitting on a snag near Sawmill Ponds is not simply a bird but a heightened intelligence with golden eyes behind a mask of feathers.

The 1973 Endangered Species Act has been more than 99 percent successful at preventing the extinction of species under its watch. Scientists credit the ESA for saving 227 species from going extinct.

How did Elliot die? You said it happened six years ago." "Yeah, the kid got it in his fool head to go to Africa. He wanted to see the animals before they got wiped out by hunters like me. Interpol says he met a couple of girls in Cape Town, and the three of them flew off to Botswana for a safari." "And what happened?" O'Brien drained his whiskey glass and looked at her. "They were never seen again.

falcon swooped down and caught a young quail

Where has he gone, my meadow mouse, My thumb of a child that nuzzled in my palm? -- To run under the hawk's wing, Under the eye of the great owl watching from the elm-tree, To live by courtesy of the shrike, the snake, the tom-cat. (from The Meadow Mouse )

I'd really like to go down the Amazon in some capacity. I've spent time in the Congo, so I love the jungle.

Ecuador has about 700 kilometers of border with Colombia, and a lot of it is impenetrable jungle.

The best thing to do is just leave them alone. Alligators want to be away from you just as much as you want to be away from them.