I lay there knowing something eerie ties us to the world of animals. Sometimes the animals pull you backward into it. You share hunger and fear with them like salt in blood. — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
“on my right Baker Creek has cut a steep-banked gash into the badlands to the west.” — Barry López Copy Share Image
If I were to offer any advice to young writers, it would be this: be discriminating and be discerning about the work you set… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
The wolf exerts a powerful influence on the human imagination. It takes your stare and turns it back on you — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
The interior landscape responds to the character and subtlety of the exterior landscape; the shape of the individual mind is affected by the land… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
My faith is in my colleagues. And when I meet other writers, journalists, who've been doing this for a long time, trying to make… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
Eden is a conversation. It is the conversation of the human with the Divine. And it is the reverberations of that conversation that create… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
What does it mean to grow rich? Is it to have red-blooded adventures and to make a ‘fortune,’ which is what brought the whalers… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
Conversations are efforts toward good relations. They are an elementary form of reciprocity. They are the exercise of our love for each other. They… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
The cold view to take of our future is that we are therefore headed for extinction in a universe of impersonal chemical, physical, and… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
“Wilderness travel can be extremely taxing and dangerous. You can fall into a crevasse, flip your kayak, lose your way, become hypothermic, run out… — Barry López Copy Share Image
You can't learn anything from saguaro cactus, from ocotillo. They are just passing through; their roots, their much heralded dormancy in the dry season,… — Barry Lopez Copy Share Image
