Men love their ideas more than their lives. And the more preposterous the idea, the more eager they are to die for it. And to kill for it.

Despair leads to boredom, electronic games, computer hacking, poetry and other bad habits.

Music begins where words leave off. Music expresses the inexpressible. If there is a Kingdom of Heaven, it lies in music.

I want my body to help fertilize the growth of a cactus or cliff rose or sagebrush or tree.

Industrial tourism is a threat to the national parks. But the chief victims of the system are the motorized tourists. They are being robbed and robbing themselves. So long as they are unwilling to crawl out of their cars they will not discover the treasures of the national parks and will never escape the stress and turmoil of the urban-suburban complexes which they had hoped, presumably, to leave behind for a while.

If wilderness is outlawed, only outlaws can save wilderness.

Belief in the supernatural reflects a failure of the imagination.