In the American Southwest, I began a lifelong love affair with a pile of rock. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
A man is not aware of his virtues (if any). Nevertheless, one hopes that they exist. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
All serious writers want the obvious rewards: fame, money, women, love -- and most of all, an audience! — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Platitude: a statement that denies by implication what it explicitly affirms. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
It is not the writer's task to answer questions but to question answers. To be impertinent, insolent, and, if necessary, subversive. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Except for the scale of the operation, there was nothing unusual about Hitler's massacre of the Jews. Genocide's an old tradition, as… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
The extreme clarity of the desert light is equaled by the extreme individuation of desert life forms. Love flowers best in openness… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
It seems clear at last that our love for the natural world-Nature-is the only means by which we can requite God's obvious… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Anarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Though I've lived in the rural West most of my life, I never once fell in love with a horse. Not once.… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
What is reason? Knowledge informed by sympathy, intelligence in the arms of love. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Love implies anger. The man who is angered by nothing cares about nothing. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
I have written much about many good places. But the best places of all, I have never mentioned. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Reincarnation? There is such a thing. What could be more Mozartian than the Nutcracker Suite? — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
I'm a fastidious sort of fellow, fond of watermelon and buckbrush nuts. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Why must love always be accompanied--sooner or later--by sorrow and pain? Why not? Because pure bliss is for pure idiots. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
A man could be a lover and defender of the wilderness without ever in his lifetime leaving the boundaries of asphalt, powerlines, and right-angled… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Except for the scale of the operation, there was nothing unusual about Hitler's massacre of the Jews. Genocide's an old tradition, as human as… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
By the age of eighteen, a human has acquired enough joy and heartache to provide the food of reflection for a century. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
“Our institutions are too big; they represent not the best but the worst characteristics of human beings. By submitting to huge hierarchies of power,… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
No man-made structure in all of American history has been hated so much, by so many, for so long, with such good reason, as… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Where all pretend to be thinking alike, it's likely that no one is thinking at all. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
“But why, the questioner insists, why do people like you pretend to love uninhabited country so much? Why this cult of wilderness? Why the… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
Civilization is a youth with a molotov cocktail in his hand. Culture is the Soviet tank or L.A. cop that guns him down. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
All revolutions have failed? Perhaps. But rebellion for good cause is self- justifying -- a good in itself. Rebellion transforms slaves into human beings,… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
“Me, I'm living under a sword too, as Jack may have told you. An old wino's disease, which could lay me in the grave… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
