Critics are like ticks on a dog or tits on a motor: ornamental but dysfunctional.

Defiance is beautiful. The defiance of power, especially great or overwhelming power, exalts and glorifies the rebel.

We need wilderness whether or not we ever set foot in it. We need a refuge even though we may never need to go there. We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope.

A house built on greed cannot long endure.

And if the computer gives you any back talk, pour some well-sugared office coffee into its evil little silicon brain.

Everyone should learn a manual trade: It's never too late to become an honest person.

‎"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