My dad was somewhat of a naturalist and used to teach us about different birds and trees. So did a fifth grade teacher who made a lasting impact on me; to this day, I remember his lessons about counting the needles on pine trees, seeing if they are twisted or straight, and about checking the tips of oak leaves to see if they are pointed or lobed.
I never wanted to be a scientist per se. I wanted to be a naturalist.
I started out wanting to be a naturalist. My obsession in my youth was with bird-watching. I collected things, I spent a lot of time outdoors. I only vaguely realized that science was a little more than natural history, but by then I was hooked.
According to the scientific naturalist version of cosmic history, nature is a permanently closed system of material effects that can never be influenced by something from outside - like God, for example.
John Muir, the famous naturalist, wrote in his journal that you should never go to Alaska as a young man because you'll never be satisfied with any other place as long as you live. And there's a lot of truth to that.
Nick Wilde: [Judy realizes the Mystic Spring Oasis is a nudist club] Oh, boy. Does this make you uncomfortable? Because if so, there's no shame in calling it quits.
Judy Hopps: Yes, there is.
Nick Wilde: Boy, that's the spirit.
Yax: [guiding them through] Yeah, some mammals say the naturalist life is weird,
but you know what I say is weird? Clothes on animals!