In the afternoon I watch the clouds drift past the bald peak of Mount Tukuhnikivats. (Someone has to do it.) – Edward Abbey
Society is like a stew. If you dont stir it up every once in a while then a layer of scum floats to the top. – Edward Abbey
I dont see how poetry can ever be easy… Real poetry, the thick, dense, intense, complicated stuff that lives and endures, requires blood sweat; blood and sweat are essential elements in poetry as well as behind it. – Edward Abbey
Thats the best thing about walking, the journey itself. It doesnt matter much whether you get where youre going or not. Youll get there anyway. Every good hike brings you eventually back home. – Edward Abbey