In every man, no matter how ignorant or how hurried or how driven or how successful in other lines, there is a dormant love of nature and natural things; it would take very little of the time you crowd so full of everything else for you to breathe in some of the incense of gardens, to feast your eyes on the calm and changeless beauty of the hills, to rest your bodies on the quiet beauty of the earth, and to heal your souls in the perfect serenity of some unbroken wilderness.
-Luther Burbank
Now if we can just awaken that dormant love in our fellow man.