A cowboy is a farm boy in leather britches and a comical hat.

In marriage, the occasional catastrophic crisis is easier to manage than the daily routine.

Of all bores, the worst is the sparkling bore.

Most new books drop immediately into the oblivion they so richly deserve.

The tragic sense of life: our heroic acceptance of the suffering of others.

New Yorkers like to boast that if you can survive in New York, you can survive anywhere. But if you can survive anywhere, why live in New York?

We are slaves in the sense that we depend for our daily survival upon an expand-or-expire agro-industrial empire—a crackpot machine—that the specialists cannot comprehend and the managers cannot manage. Which is, furthermore, devouring world resources at an exponential rate. We are, most of us, dependent employees. …Edward Abbey (1927-1989)