It's all still there in heart and soul. The walk, the hills, the sky, the solitary pain and pleasure-they will grow larger, sweeter, lovelier in the days and years to come.
Edward AbbeyThe tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.
Edward AbbeyNo man is wise enough to be another man's master. Each man's as good as the next -- if not a damn sight better.
Edward AbbeyIt is not the writer's task to answer questions but to question answers. To be impertinent, insolent, and, if necessary, subversive.
Edward Abbey