Quotes About Wilderness

Anyone ever lost in the wild knows that nature wants you dead.

Denorah hates that she'd believed that, once upon a time. And she wants to cry for not getting to believe it anymore. Yes, the deer drank milk, and that left their mouths ringed white. Fuck it. Run, run.

A long time ago Darren had said that bears and wolves weren't meant to get along. I thought he'd been talking about state troopers, though. This

Texas was bad for werewolves.

nondomesticated explorer of the natural world

In his anguish, he prayed to God to restore his sight, and swore that if he was made able to see again he would only work with His creation and not with man's creation, for the rest of his life. After a few days his sight was restored and he kept his promise. He became a modern "wanderer", walking across America and inspiring a whole movement dedicated to the preservation of natural wilderness. As he himself said of these travels: "Going out, I discovered that I was really going in.

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you.

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.

I dived out of the office and I was gone … hitting these fields like a mad March hare. This wasn't Born Free, it was RUN FREE!

Let the green girl go!

Thoreau was our suburban coyote [Edward Abbey].

When Daniel Boone goes by at night The phantom deer arise And all lost, wild America Is burning in their eyes.

Nor had either of us ever comprehended Boulderites' inclination to squander free weekends and precious holidays wandering off into the wilderness, pitching tents, squatting in the woods, and generally pretending they didn't have houses.

her first step carried her into a bush.

It causes me great pain and anxiety to inflict fear on this poor old croc, but without me, he and his wilderness would suffer.

'The Big Sky' is an American classic.

I had a lovely, feral, free childhood - out and then come back when you're hungry or it gets too dark. I feel slightly cruel that I'm not offering my children the same.

I like a man who smells manly. I love the smell of nature.

If there remain places on the planet that are un-known, unspoilt corners, a laboratory for evolution still exists - a snapshot of what the rainforests, polar deserts and high mountains were once like, before man.

Creede is built of new pine boards and lies between two immense mountains covered with pines and snow.

I remember the cover of this one L'Amour book showed a guy on horseback, leading a pack horse across a creek in the snow. Something about that cover - all I wanted to do was drift the high lonesome on horseback.

Eravamo come due bestie in un Eden degenere.

No,' I reflected, 'I will fight against this Egyptian darkness for as long as fate keeps me here in the wilderness. Granulated sugar Ã¢â'¬Â¦ ye gods!

On a Bare Hill's Top... On a bare hill's top, in the North, wild and cold, A lone pine-tree somewhere stands; She dozes, swaying, all covered by snow With a mantel from feet to a head. She sees in her dreams: in a faraway desert, In lands where the sun enters skies, Alone and sad, on a rock's sunburnt lather, A beautiful palm-tree abides.