Quotes About Wilderness

Run home. Slam the door. Throw the bolt. It won't help. The wolves in the woods have sharp teeth and long claws, but it's the wolf inside that will tear you apart.

Los lobos del bosque tienen dientes afilados y largas zarpas, pero es el lobo de tu interior el que acabara por destrozarte.

The sound of the wind against the sides of the house is exactly like the sound of wolf fur against cardboard.

NICOLE CULLEN Long Tom Lookout

No matter how sharp its edges, no knife could hold a candle to fang and claw.

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... Why am I so changed? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.

I have fled my country and gone to the heather.

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free...I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.

Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open!

Good things lost amid a wilderness of weeds, to be sure, whose rankness far overtopped their neglected growth; yet, notwithstanding, evidence of a wealthy soil, that might yield luxuriant crops under other and favourable circumstances.

my companion is impatient and proposes that we should appropriate the dairy woman's cloak, and have a scamper on the moors, under its shelter.

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them!  Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words?  I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.

More than ever was I convinced that the old way of seeing was inadequate to express this big country of ours, her depth, her height, her unbounded wildness, silences too strong to be broken - nor could ten million cameras, through their mechanical boxes, ever show real Canada. It had to be sensed, passed through live minds, sensed and loved.

Unto my Books-so good to turn- Far ends of tired Days- It half endears the Abstinence- And Pain-is missed-in Praise- As Flavors-cheer Retarded Guests With Banquettings to be- So Spices-stimulate the time Till my small Library- It may be Wilderness-without- Far feet of failing Men- But Holiday-excludes the night- And it is Bells-within- I thank these Kinsmen of the Shelf- Their Countenances Kid Enamor-in Prospective- And satisfy-obtained-

Weeds triumphant ranged

Beckett placed the spectacles on his face. "Look at me," he said. "I'm Myles Fowl. The vortex of the quadrangle is deteriorating my underpants." And he was gone, back-flipping to earth and scampering across the garden like a boy who had been raised by beasts.

Wilderness An area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain. —Howard Zahniser Perhaps

I find that in contemplating the natural world my pleasure is greater if there are not too many others contemplating it with me, at the same time. —Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire

Back in civilization I begin the questioning," wrote Randy. "What to do with life? What kind of life? In wilderness this ceases; the questions aren't answered, they dissolve."   BEFORE

And then I'm gonna step right into the wilderness. Just live on berries and shit. Not bother anybody. Not hurt anything. Something I have to do, man.

The Snark eventually ran out of fuel and crashed somewhere in the Amazonian rain forests of Brazil.

Have you ever heard wolves howl in a place where wolves do not reside?

the Old West, mysterious, serious, with great beauty at every vista and terrible things happening whenever any people appeared.)