The future's so random, and so mobile, there's no way you're going to get to your vision of what you want your community to be just by chance alone. I really believe you have to let people know, to use… — Rick Bass Copy Share Image
“I'm surprised when I walk right into yet another abandoned hunters' camp. Tattered plastic sheeting still hangs askew here and there. Blackened aerosol cans… — Rick Bass Copy Share
Ive lost much of my heart and the spark or fire that once created, or produced, the art of fiction. — Rick Bass Copy Share
“Sometimes I imagine I can feel the earth pause in its rotation, can feel it pause and look at us as if wondering, Just… — Rick Bass Copy Share
The heart of it all is mystery, and science is at best only the peripheral trappings to that mystery--a ragged barbed-wire fence through which… — Rick Bass Copy Share
“Is this how it is for a species that senses it is going extinct? Is there a feeling of loneliness, or unease, each morning,… — Rick Bass Copy Share
The natural world is the only one we have. To try to not see the natural world - to put on blinders and avoid… — Rick Bass Copy Share
Live long enough and all weaknesses will be illuminated, but again perhaps that is not all bad for cannot they then begin to become… — Rick Bass Copy Share
When you sign on to be an activist in northwest Montana, people in the grocery store will avoid eye contact, particularly if they're hanging… — Rick Bass Copy Share
“We try and map boundaries, and to string fence - we try to set up a border between life and death, between man and… — Rick Bass Copy Share
Sometimes I perceive that there is a stillness and a wholeness in the world or in some portion or corner or fragment of the… — Rick Bass Copy Share
“You can't manufacture love: you can't build it back up, like a fire. You start out with a certain amount, and then you hope… — Rick Bass Copy Share
The seams, the laminae between the various worlds the past present and future as well as the living and the nonliving may not be… — Rick Bass Copy Share
“When the longhorns could be gathered up and driven, it was theorized that the heat from the herd's mass attracted lightning. (Such was the… — Rick Bass Copy Share
Even the largest of my dreams and ambitions, I realize with increasing dismay, were puny, measly, compared to the object of my dreaming. I… — Rick Bass Copy Share
How we fall into grace. You can't work or earn your way into it. You just fall. It lies below, it lies beyond. It… — Rick Bass Copy Share
