Any life will provide the material for writing, if it is attended to. — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
What is such a resource worth? Anything it costs. If we never hike it or step into its shade, if we only… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
... I was reminded of a remark of Willa Cather's, that you can't paint sunlight, you can only paint what it does… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed ... so that… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Are you a reader? If you aren't a reader, you might as well forget trying to be a writer. — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Young writers should be encouraged to write, and discouraged from thinking they are writers. If they arrive at college with literary ambitions,… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
If you're going to get old, you might as well get as old as you can get. — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed We need wilderness… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
If the national park is, as Lord Bryce suggested, the best idea America has ever had, wilderness preservation is the highest refinement… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
“I have to blame myself for not finding any way of reaching him, but I can't feel that either Ruth or I had anything… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
No life goes past so swiftly as an eventless one, no clock spins like a clock whose days are all alike. — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
“within yourself, you became a grave for her as you were a grave for Chet, and you carried your dead unquietly within you. —” — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Towns are like people. Old ones often have character, the new ones are interchangeable. — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
By his very profession, a serious fiction writer is a vendor of the sensuous particulars of life, a perceiver and handler of things. His… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
“The creative writer is compulsively concrete . . . . His fictional house should be haunted by ideas, not inhabited by them; they should… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
You married me...but you didn't marry what you could make out of me. — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
I gave my heart to the mountains the minute I stood beside this river with its spray in my face and watched it thunder… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
“Poetry ought to be a by-product of living, and you can't have a by-product unless you've got a product first .” — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
