Rachel Carson

We must change our philosophy, abandon our attitude of human superiority and admit that in many cases in natural environments we find ways and means of limiting populations of organisms in a more economical way than we can do it ourselves

How could intelligent beings seek to control a few unwanted species by a method that contaminated the entire environment and brought the threat of disease and death even to their own kind? Yet this is precisely what we have done. We have done it, moreover, for reasons that collapse the moment we examine them.

Every grain of sand or silt carried out by the rivers and deposited at sea displaces a corresponding amount of water.

Scholarships allowed her to study at Woods Hole Biological Laboratory, where she fell in love with the sea, and at Johns Hopkins University, where she was isolated, one of a handful of women in marine biology. She had no mentors and no money to continue in graduate school after completing an M.A. in zoology in 1932. Along the way she worked as a laboratory assistant in the school of public health, where she was lucky enough to receive some training in experimental genetics. As employment opportunities in science dwindled, she began writing articles about the natural history of Chesapeake Bay for the Baltimore Sun. Although these were years of financial and emotional struggle, Carson realized that she did not have to choose between science and writing, that she had the talent to do both. From childhood on, Carson was interested in

No witchcraft, no enemy action had silenced the rebirth of new life in this stricken world. The people had done it themselves.

It is a curious situation that the sea, from which life first arose, should now be threatened by the activities of one form of that life. But the sea, though changed in a sinister way, will continue to exist; the threat is rather to life itself.

The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth superhighway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster.

"One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?

¿Quién ha tomado la decisión que pone en movimiento esa cadena de envenenamientos, esa ola creciente de muerte que se va extendiendo como las ondas que se forman cuando se lanza una piedra sobre un estanque tranquilo? ¿Quién ha puesto en un platillo de la balanza las hojas que podrían haberse comido los escarabajos y en el otro los lastimosos montones de plumas de diversos colores que forman los restos sin vida de las aves que cayeron bajo el golpe generalizado de los venenos insecticidas? ¿Quién ha decidido (quién tiene derecho a decidir) en nombre de legiones sin cuento de personas que no fueron consultadas, que el valor supremo corresponde a un mundo sin insectos, aunque tenga que ser también un mundo estéril, privado de la gracia de una bandada de aves en vuelo? Esa decisión es la del autoritario revestido temporalmente de poder; ha sido tomada durante un momento de distracción de millones de personas para las que la belleza y el mundo ordenado de la naturaleza tienen todavía un significado que es profundo y perentorio.

All this has come about because of the sudden rise and prodigious growth of an industry for the production of man-made or synthetic chemicals with insecticidal properties. This industry is a child of the Second World War. In the course of developing agents of chemical warfare, some of the chemicals created in the laboratory were found to be lethal to insects. The discovery did not come by chance: insects were widely used to test chemicals as agents of death for man.

Ino the course of developing agents of chemical warfare, some of the chemicals created in the laboratory were found to be lethal to insects, The discovery did not come by chance: insects were widely used to test chemicals as agents of death for man.

If we would divert to constructive research even a small fraction of the money spent each year on the development of ever more toxic sprays, we could find ways to use less dangerous materials and to keep poisons out of our waterways. When will the public become sufficiently aware of the facts to demand such action?

The Eskimos began to make troublesome raids...

A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement. It is our misfortune that for most of us that clear-eyed vision, that true instinct for what is beautiful and awe-inspiring, is dimmed and even lost before we reach adulthood. If I had influence with the good fairy who is supposed to preside over the christening of all children, I should ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life, as an unfailing antidote against the boredom and disenchantment of later years … the alienation from the sources of our strength.

Such poisoning of waters set aside for conservation purposes could have consequences felt by every western duck hunter and by everyone to whom the sight and sound of drifting ribbons of waterfowl across an evening sky are precious.