Quotes About Wilderness

Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear. I was alone, and never free, for I carried my chains within me, and they spread out from me and shackled all I touched.

We were like two wolves that have chased a prey and lost it: They lie together in the dark woods, panting and weary, and they're still hungry.

The [Gila River area is] so utterly desolate, desert, and Godforsaken, that Kit Carson says a wolf could not make his living upon it." | U.S. Representative THOMAS HART BENTON addressing the house of representatives, June 26, 1854

She says people ought to learn to live like them, with the body abandoned in a wilderness, and in the mind the memory of a single kiss, a single word, a single look to stand for a whole love.

She was trying to decide to regard the black flies as a good symptom of the liveliness of the North, a sign that nature will never capitulate, that man is red in tooth and claw but there is something that cannot be controlled by him, when a critter no larger than a fruitfly tore a hunk out of her shin through her trousers.

I had rather face wild beasts and diseases than the perils of civilization." There is a proverb, which Tom was kind enough not to voice: be careful what you wish for. Unfortunately, not only did I get it, but so did those around me.

All wholesome food is caught without a net or trap.

There is one thought for the field, another for the house. I would have my thoughts, like wild apples, to be food for walkers, and will not warrant them to be palatable if tasted in the house.

I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures.

The way of a canoe is the way of the wilderness, and of a freedom almost forgotten.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

To me, horses and freedom are synonymous.

Why this cult of wilderness?... because we like the taste of freedom; because we like the smell of danger.

Gardening is civil and social, but it wants the vigor and freedom of the forest and the outlaw.

Somewhere in the depths of solitude, beyond wilderness and freedom, lay the trap of madness.

In a rock garden we foster a little patch of the wilderness that stands to us for freedom.

The farther one gets into the wilderness, the greater is the attraction of its lonely freedom.

There has always been a part of me that saw wilderness and risk-taking as the path to freedom.

The woods are full of poison berries but you don't have to eat them.

I did. I did see Bigfoot when I was a kid and I still believe it to this day. I saw a big furry man outside my window. It's not funny! It was real.

You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself.

A forest bird never wants a cage.

All good things are wild, and free.

Cavagnolo and I stepped from behind the trees and back to the clearing. Flies swarmed around us, perhaps hoping we'd also drop dead and add to the feast.