Reason is and ought to be, as Hume said, the slave of the passions. - Edward Abbey

Wilderness, wilderness...We scarcely know what we mean by the term, though the sound of it draws all whose nerves and emotions have not been irreparably stunned, deadened, numbed by the caterwauling of commerce, the sweating scramble for profit and domination.

I once sat on the rim of a mesa above the Rio Grande for three days and nights, trying to have a vision. I got hungry and saw God in the form of a beef pie.

We need wilderness whether or not we ever set foot in it. We need a refuge even though we may not ever need to go there.