May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit.
The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyong reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need, if only we had the eyes to see.
Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.
It is not enough to understand the natural world; the point is to defend and preserve it.
Concrete is heavy; iron is hard - but the grass will prevail.
I hold no preference among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
This is the most beautiful place on Earth. There are many such places. Every man, every woman, carries in heart and mind the image of the ideal place, the right place, the one true home, known or unknown, actual or visionary.
The earth, like the sun, like the air, belongs to everyone - and to no one.
The domination of nature leads to the domination of human nature.
"If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings of a vulture--that is immortality enough for me. And as much as anyone deserves." E.Abbey
The knowledge that refuge is available, when and if needed, makes the silent inferno of the desert more easily bearable. Mountains complement desert as desert complements city, as wilderness complements and completes civilization.
A society that feels itself too poor to afford the preservation of wilderness is not worthy of the name civilization.
Congress is always willing to appropriate money for more and bigger paved roads, anywhere -- particularly if they form loops.
Nature is indifferent to our love, but never unfaithful.
In the first place you can't see anything from a car; you've got to get out of the goddamned contraption and walk, better yet crawl, on hands and knees, over the sandstone and through the thornbush and cactus. When traces of blood begin to mark your trail you'll begin to see something, maybe. Probably not.
I wish to be an inspector of volcanoes. I want to study cloud formations and memorize the wind and learn by heart the habits of the ponderosa pine.
There are no vacant lots in nature.
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