Every minute of every hour of every day you are making the world, just as you are making yourself, and you might… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
If you look at a lot of traditional societies, they're all organized along what we might call anarchist guidelines, but it's not… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
You write your books. You scatter your seeds. Rats might eat them, or they might rot. In California, some seeds lie dormant… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
[On the] question of why we might want to look at images even more than the real thing: I think there is… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“To write is to carve a new path through the terrain of the imagination, or to point out new features on a… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
Cities have always offered anonymity, variety, and conjunction, qualities best basked in by walking: one does not have to go into the… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the central question about [Eliot] Porter's work is about the relationship between science, aesthetics, and environmental politics. His brother, the painter… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
When someone doesn't show up, the people who wait sometimes tell stories about what might have happened and come to half believe… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
When you say 'mother' or 'father' you describe three different phenomena. There is the giant who made you and loomed over your… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“Georgia O’Keeffe moved to rural New Mexico, from which she would sign her letters to the people she loved, “from the faraway nearby.” It… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
Joy doesn't betray but sustains activism. And when you face a politics that aspires to make you fearful, alienated and isolated, joy is a… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“To love someone is to put yourself in their place, we say, which is to put ourself in their story, or figure out how… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“People have always been good at imagining the end of the world, which is much easier to picture than the strange sidelong paths of… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“Whose maps are we trying to read? And what are we trying to draw? It's so common to live in a place without truly… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“I was being cured of soldiering on endlessly: my job was now to be still, which had become almost easy at last.” — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
In the aftermath of 9/11, people had not a good time, but a deep, profound, rousing time, woke up from their ennui and isolation… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“I wonder now about Demeter and Persephone. Maybe Persephone was glad to run off with the king of death to his underground realm, maybe… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
[In mountaineering, if] we look for private experience rather than public history, even getting to the top becomes an optional narrative rather than the… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
For me, being in a car or on an airplane is like being in limbo. It's this dead zone between two places. But to… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
“How do you calculate upon the unforeseen? It seems to be an art of recognizing the role of the unforeseen, of keeping your balance… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
Walking shares with making and working that crucial element of engagement of the body and the mind with the world, of knowing the world… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image