Places come to exist in our imaginations because of stories, and so do we. When we reach for a "sense of place," we posit an intimate relationship to a set of stories connected to a particular location, such as Hong… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
Writing is a funny business. You sit in your room and listen to voices and write everything down. What kind of a profession is… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
Up there on Huckleberry Mountain, I couldn't sleep ... As the sky broke light over the peaks of Glacier, I found myself deeply moved… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
“Sometimes there is no choice but to walk into your own house. Far away, you think, and you do not want to see. You come home and you say do not tell me. You say, I have hunted the elk all over the snowfields of the Selway, and I do not want to know what happened here. And then there… — William Kittredge Copy Share
The specific danger is us; we are rampant; this earth is our only friend; we are destroying it increment by increment at a horrific… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
I had discovered a terrible vulnerability I myself which I think of not as cowardliness but as an ability to imagine too much. — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
In learning to pay respectful attention to one another and plants and animals, we relearn the acts of empathy, and thus humility and compassion… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
“We must define a story which encourages us to make use of the place where we live without killing it, and we must understand… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
What I wanted was some dreamlike Frank Lloyd Wright bungalow where we could sit on the veranda forever and it would always be twilight… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
I want to think I deserve what I get. I don't want to consider how vastly I am overly rewarded. I don't want to… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
Places come to exist in our imaginations because of stories, and so do we. When we reach for a "sense of place," we posit… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
A man ... needs to get out in the open air and sweat and blow off the stink. — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
