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 be… - Edward Abbey

We are obliged, therefore, to spread the news, painful and bitter though it may be for some to hear, that all living things on earth are kindred

I despise my own nation most. Because I know it best. Because I still love it, suffering from Hope. For me, that's patrotism.

There is this to be said for walking: it is the one method of human locomotion by which a man or woman proceeds erect, upright, proud and independent, not squatting on the haunches like a frog.
Little boys love machines. Grown-up mean and women like to walk.