By avarice and selfishness, and a groveling habit, from which none of us is free, of regarding the soil as property, or the means of acquiring property chiefly, the landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded with us, and the farmer leads the meanest of lives. He knows Nature but as a robber. – Henry David Thoreau

Men would live exceedingly quiet if these two words, mine and thine were taken away. – Anaxagoras

Whatever is not nailed down is mine. What I can pry loose is not nailed down. – Collis P. Huntingdon