May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. – Edward Abbey
What ideal, immutable Platonic cloud could equal the beauty and perfection of any ordinary everyday cloud floating over, say, Tuba City, Arizona, on a hot day in June? – 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
Belief in God? An afterlife? I believe in rock: this apodictic rock beneath my feet. – Edward Abbey
A cloud does not know why it moves in just such a direction and at such a speed… It feels an impulsion… this is the place to go now. But the sky knows the reasons and the patterns behind all clouds, and you will know, too, when you lift yourself high enough to see beyond horizons. – Richard Bach