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“At the end of the day, no amount of investing, no amount of clean electrons, no amount of energy efficiency will save the natural world if we are not paying attention to it - if we are not paying attention to all the things that nature give us for free: clean air, clean water, breathtaking vistas, mountains for skiing, rivers for fishing, oceans for sailing, sunsets for poets, and landscapes for painters. What good is it to have wind-powered lights to brighten the night if you can't see anything green during the day? Just because we can't sell shares in nature doesn't mean it has no value.”

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Thomas Friedman

Thomas Friedman is an American journalist known for his in-depth analysis of globalization and international politics. He served as a columnist for The New York Times and won numerous awards for his unique perspective and thorough research. more

“A kind Providence has placed in our breasts a hatred of the unjust and cruel, in order that we may preserve ourselves from cruelty and injustice. They who bear cruelty, are accomplices in it. The pretended gentleness which excludes that charitable rancour, produces an indifference which is half an approbation. They never will love where they ought to love, who do not hate where they ought to hate.”

Source: The Works of the Right Hon. Edmund Burke, with a biographical and critical introduction, by Henry Rogers, and portrait after Sir Joshua Reynolds

“They never will love where they ought to love, who do not hate where they ought to hate.”

Hate Ought

Book:The Works of Edmund Burke ...

Source: The Works of Edmund Burke ...

“You keep running and one day when you stop running your going to fall, and I'm going to be there to catch you.”

Running Fall One Day Keep Running

Author:Gena Showalter

“On many counts, taking a boy like Rudy Steiner was robbery--so much life, so much to live for--yet somehow, I'm certain he would have loved to see the frightening rubble and the swelling of the sky on the night he passed away. He'd have cried and turned and smiled if only he could have seen the book thief on her hands and knees, next to his decimated body. He'd have been glad to witness her kissing his dusty, bomb-hit lips. Yes, I know it. In the darkness of my dark-beating heart, I know. He'd have loved it all right. You see? Even death has a heart.”