Lightning streaks like gunfire through the clouds, volleys of thunder shake the air. – Edward Abbey
The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other – instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals. – 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
Mildly talented in a variety of ways but with no genuine ability in any one field, she was like me, the perennial hapless self-amused dilettante, half-worried by the slippage of time but determined to enjoy failure anyway. – Edward Abbey