“The other day there was a beautiful whistling of
titmice - and now today one of them lay dead on the grass under the
house, which may well have been some fault of mine, as we dumped some
calcium chloride on a couple of anthills - not as a poison but as
something to move them elsewhere. What a miserable bunch of foolish
idiots we are! We kill everything around us even when we think we love
and respect nature and life. This sudden power to deal death all around
us simply by the way we live, and in total “innocence” and ignorance, is
by far the most disturbing symptom of our time.”
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Thomas Merton, When the Trees Say Nothing |
