That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears. — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“I woke sometime in the middle of the night and lay in the hammock, wriggled my foot out of the sleeping bag into the chill and found the rough ground with my bare foot and rocked myself back and forth.… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“It occurred to me that the death of his grazing land hurt him more, incomparably more than the death of the human race. I… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
Kook means the clueless beginner who paddles his surf board out to the other surfers in the lineup and starts chattering away like it's… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“We have traveled. Now you will be the path I will walk I will walk Over you.” — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“Well, I think that’s sort of like Eve biting the apple. You were talking about Genesis. I think it’s like that, the crow is… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
I like the drinking-out-of-the-fire-hose approach - you're getting way more than you can handle. — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“Because that's what it turned into: in front of a fine painting a viewer stopped looking and started watching, watching is more specific, watching… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“The pleasure almost split me like a baking stuffed tomato. Like my heart swelled and my skin got thinner and thinner in the heat… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
Wanted to write fiction since I was 11, since I first read 'In Our Time' by Hemingway. — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“She collapsed. I stepped forward and caught her. I thought of two trees nearly unrooted and leaning against each other.” — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
All my journalism, all my books are first person, and it's all memoir. Even when I'm writing about the oil spill in the Gulf,… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“we can proceed in our lives just as easily from love to love as from loss to loss. A good thing to remember in… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“It's early spring, some late or early hour with Orion toppling backward onto the serrated edge of the mountains and not crying out but… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
