Quotes About Wilderness

The forest is only waiting for their signal to start trembling, hissing, and roaring from its depths. An enormous, love-maddened, unlighted railway station, full to bursting. Whole trees bristling with living noise makers, mutilated erections, horror.

En medio del desolado paraje, incluso el tétrico bosque de más allá parecía un hogar acogedor.

The log stretched across the stream. It had been there for some time. Sticks, feathers, and debris had caught on stray branches protruding from one end. The stream flowed beneath the log, lazy and blackish-green, just before it widened and joined the Connecticut River. Pine trees grew thick along one bank, while reeds whispered along the other.

north. The stars had blazed low over the curving hills. Her father had dropped them off hungry, to make them hunt for their food. Sharpening a stick, she had waited in the rushes.

Who wants an everyday path—paved and void of danger—when we can have beasts and shadows and secret flowers and unexpected visits from the feral wolf of our imaginations?

I have always thought of all creatures-all organisms, really-as relations. Whether wandering alone in deep wilderness or just leaning against a tree growing beside an urban sidewalk, I have had no difficulty feeling, as if in dreamtime, the roots of our relatedness-ecologically, yes, but also with an overlay of the sacred, the holy.

In the wild, he thought, there would be almost no waiting. Waiting was what happened to you when you lost control, when events were out of your hands or your freedom was taken from you; but in the wild there would always be trying. In the wild there must be trying and trying, he thought, and no waiting at all. Waiting was a position of dependency.

Când nu mai avem puterea s? ne lupt?m cu lumea asta s?lbatic?, ne întoarcem în noi È™i începem s? ne facem r?u nou? înÈ™ine...

A lion's greater talents are revealed in the jungle, not in the circus.

Pain in the wilderness is an investment in pleasure in the Promised Land.

I have precious little sympathy for the selfish propriety of civilized man, and if aware of races should occur between the wild beasts and Lord Man, I would be tempted to sympathise with the bears.

I never thought that I would support myself with art - everyone in the Group of Seven had day jobs. I became a geography teacher so that I could get free field trips into the wilderness to paint.

Although I was so big, and so rough in many ways, loved hunting, fighting, horseback riding, I loved the piano above everything else...The mountain man's obsession is to get a glimpse of the sea.

America" would still be an unnamed continent full of migratory tribes chasing the rear end of a buffalo every time their stomachs growled.

Then we headed back to the Wilder house, skipping all the way.

She's thinking of signing up for Outward Bound next year. That's where they give you all this survival training, then send you out in the wilderness to be on your own for three days, with nothing but a few matches or something like that.

There were no larks anymore. There was only the setting sun spreading blood up the sky and the yowl of hounds on a breast-high scent.

Cicadas," Craw said. "Also known as locusts. Or, as John the Baptist would say, lunch." I

A definition is the enclosing a wilderness of idea within a wall of words.

ABATURE  (A'BATURE)   n.s.[a hunting term.] Those sprigs of grass which are thrown down by a stag in his passing by.Dict.

The irony of informing nearly naked people in a wilderness setting about the story of naked Adam and Eve eating the fruit of knowledge and inventing the fashion industry due to a sudden need for clothing to hide their shame is not lost on Williams.

The end of the world had taught Rachel Wheeler many lessons, but the most recent one was this: Running for your life was a bitch when you only had one leg. She tightened the moist, stained bandana that kept the worst of the leaking to a minimum, then hobbled forward another ten feet. The wild dog that had bitten her could have inflicted any number of infections, but it wasn't like she could hobble into the ER and

It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.

That's how things were out here in the wild, she was learning. Dangerous or beautiful. Or both.