Sometimes, I tell them more than they wanted to know.
Sometimes, I tell them more than they wanted to know.
Whoever wants me to talk, I'll come over and tell them about the necessity of preserving the Everglades.
The miracle of light pours over the green and brown expanse of saw grass and of water, shining and slowly moving, the grass and water that is the meaning and the central fact of the Everglades. It is a river of grass.
No matter how poor my eyes are I can still talk.
To be a friend of the Everglades is not necessarily to spend time wandering around out there.
I'm just a tough old woman.
I feel greatly at fault in not having made a loud public protest about Belle Glade before this.
No one is satisfied with their life's work.
There are no other Everglades in the world. They are, they have always been, one of the unique regions of the earth; remote, never wholly known. Nothing anywhere else is like them.
It's a little bit late in the day for men to object that women are getting outside their proper sphere.
All we need, really, is a change from a near frigid to a tropical attitude of mind.
I take advantage of every thing I can - age, hair, disability - because my cause is just.
There is always the need to carry on.
Since 1972, I've been going around making speeches on the Everglades.
The problem of the environment is the extension of good housekeeping of the thinking woman.
You can't conserve what you haven't got.
You have to stand up for some things in this world.
Conservation is now a dead word.
I'll talk about the Everglades at the drop of a hat.
They are unique in the simplicity, the diversity, the related harmony of the forms of life that they enclose.
Child welfare ought really to cover all sorts of topics, such as better water and sanitation and good roads, and clean streets and public parks and playgrounds.
The wealth of south Florida, but even more important, the meaning and significance of south Florida lies in the black muck of the Everglades and the inevitable development of this country to be the great tropic agricultural center of the world.
I wanted to go to a good college, and my mind was set on Wellesley.
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