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That which today calls itself science gives us more and more information, an indigestible glut of information, and less and less understanding.

Edward Abbey
Mr. Krutch's contribution... has been his recognition and communication of the discovery that the natural world must be treated as an equal partner. That a world entirely conquered by technology, entirely dominated by industrial processes, entirely occupied by man and machine, would be a world unfit to live in. Perhaps impossible to live in.

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There are two kinds of people I cannot abide: bigots and any well-organized ethnic group.

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To the east, under the spreading sunrise, are more mesas, more canyons, league on league of red cliff and arid tablelands, extending through purple haze over the bulging curve of the planet to the ranges of Colorado — a sea of desert.

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The philosophers and the theologians have agreed, for three thousand years, that the perfect is immutable — that which cannot alter and cannot ever be altered. They were wrong. We were wrong. Glen Canyon was destroyed. Everything changes, and nothing is more vulnerable than the beautiful.

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It seems clear at last that our love for the natural world-Nature-is the only means by which we can requite God's obvious love for it.

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Money confers the power to command the labor of others. Love of money is love of power. And love of power is the root of evil.

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Reason is the newest and rarest thing in human life, the most delicate child of human history.

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I am — really am — an extremist, one who lives and loves by choice far out on the very verge of things, on the edge of the abyss, where this world falls off into the depths of another. That's the way I like it.

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To meet God or Medusa face to face, even if it means risking everything human in myself. I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with the nonhuman world and yet somehow survives still intact individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

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Nature is indifferent to our love, but never unfaithful.

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Not only the pretty birds, but also the predators and reptiles, the ugly and unloved, the organic and inorganic — all belong here, with us, on the same small planet.

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In the afternoon I watch the clouds drift past the bald peak of Mount Tukuhnikivats. (Someone has to do it.)

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One single act of defiance against power, against the State that seems omnipotent but is not, transforms and transfigures the human personality. At least for a time. For a while. Perhaps that is enough.

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There is a cloud on my horizon. A small dark cloud no bigger than my hand. Its name is progress.

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[After supper] I put on hat and coat and go outside again, sit on the table, and watch the sky and the desert dissolve slowly into mystery under the chemistry of twilight.

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Under the desert sun, in that dogmatic clarity, the fables of theology and the myths of classical philosophy dissolve like mist.

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Yes. Feet on earth. Knock on wood. Touch stone. Good luck to all.

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We have never entered into an animal's mind and we cannot know what it is like, or even if it exists. The risk of attributing too much is no greater than the risk of attributing too little.

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We know so very little about this strange planet we live on, this haunted world where all answers lead only to more mystery.

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To the question: Wilderness, who needs it? Doc would say: Because we like the taste of freedom, comrades. Because we like the smell of danger. But, thought Hayduke, what about the smell of fear, Dad?

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Our world is so full of beautiful things: fruit and ideas and women and good men and banjo music and onions with purple skins. A virtual Paradise. But even Paradise can be damned, flooded, overrun, generally mucked up by fools in pursuit of paper profits and plastic happiness.

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In this glare of brilliant emptiness, in this arid intensity of pure heat, in the heart of a weird solitude, great silence and grand desolution, all things recede to distrances out of reach, relecting light but impossible to touch, annihilating all thought and all that men have made to a spasm of whirling dust far out on the golden desert.

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We would guard and defend and save it [wilderness] as a place for all who wish to discover the nearly lost pleasures of adventure, adventure not only in the physical sense, but also mental, spiritual, moral, aesthetic, and intellectual adventure. A place for the free.

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Rocks, like louseworts and snail darters and pupfish and rd3 -world black, lesbian, feminist, militant poets, have rights, too. Especially the right to exist.

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The itch for naming things is almost as bad as the itch for possessing things.

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Put the park rangers to work. Lazy scheming loafers, they've wasted too many years selling tickets at toll booths and sitting behind desks filling out charts and tables

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It is my fear that if we allow the freedom of the hills, and the last of the wilderness to be taken from us, then the very idea of freedom may die with it.

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Desert springtime, with flowers popping up all over the place, trees leafing out, streams gushing down from the mountains. Great time of year for hiking, camping, exploring, sleeping under the new moon and the old stars. At dawn and at evening we hear the coyotes howling with excitement—mating season.

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The national parks belong to everyone. To the people. To all of us. The government keeps saying so and maybe, in this one case at least, the government is telling the truth. Hard to believe, but possible.

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