Wilderness. The word itself is music.

The purpose of love, sex, and marriage is the production and raising of children. But look about you: Most people have no business having children. They are unqualified, either genetically or culturally or both, to reproduce such sorry specimens as themselves. Of all our privileges, the license to breed is the one most grossly abused.

When the philosopher's argument becomes tedious, complicated, and opaque, it is usually a sign that he is attempting to prove as true to the intellect what is plainly false to common sense.

What we need now are heroes and heroines, about a million of them, one brave deed is worth a thousand books. Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.

When the situation is hopeless, there's nothing to worry about.

Climbing K2 or floating the Grand Canyon in an inner tube; there are some things one would rather have done than do.

Little boys love machines; girls adore horses; grown-up men and women like to walk.