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)

Those who dream of the joys of living in a space colony should live in a space colony.

It is an author's most solemn obligation to honor truth. If the free and independent writer does not speak truth to power, who will?

Only the half-mad are wholly alive.

The knowledge that refuge is available, when and if needed, makes the silent inferno of the desert more easily bearable. Mountains complement desert as desert complements city, as wilderness complements and completes civilization.

A pretty girl can do no wrong.

A good writer must have more than vin rosé in his veins, use more than Chablis for ink.