“We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads in Robert Frost's familiar poem, they are not equally fair.”

— Rachel Carson , book Silent Spring

Source: Silent Spring (1962), p. 277
Context: We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads in Robert Frost's familiar poem, they are not equally fair. 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. The other fork of the road — the one less traveled by — offers our last, our only chance to reach a destination that assures the preservation of the earth.

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American marine biologist and conservationist 1907–1964

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