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“Any concept of biology is not only sterile and profitless, it is distorted and untrue, if it puts its primary focus on unnatural conditions rather than on those vast forces not of man's making that shape and channel the nature and direction of life.”

Quote by Rachel Carson

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Rachel Carson, an American marine biologist, was born on May 27, 1907, and passed away on April 14, 1964. She is renowned for her in-depth research on marine ecosystems and her advocacy for environmental issues. Carson's book 'Silent Spring' revealed the destructive impact of pesticides on the environment, which had a profound impact on the environmental movement. more

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Book:Silent Spring

Source: Silent Spring

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Book:Silent Spring

Source: Silent Spring

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Author:Rachel Carson

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Book:The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1938-1962

Source: The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1938-1962

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Book:The Wild God of the World: An Anthology of Robinson Jeffers

Source: The Wild God of the World: An Anthology of Robinson Jeffers

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Book:The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1938-1962

Source: The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1938-1962

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Book:The Selected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers

Source: The Selected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers

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Author:Bob Geldof

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Book:The Selected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers

Source: The Selected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers

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Book:The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1928-1938

Source: The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1928-1938