True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow. — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
When I was 18 I worked with the Ringling Brothers circus, taking care of menagerie animals. I used to rather deliberately risk my life… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
Henry David Thoreau, who never earned much of a living or sustained a relationship with any woman that wasn't brotherly -- who lived mostly… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
There is a time of life somewhere between the sullen fugues of adolescence and the retrenchments of middle age when human nature becomes so… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
The zest for life of those unusual men and women who make a great zealous success of living is due more often in good… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
Sophistication" is another word for that inventive mix of tolerance, resilience, and resourcefulness city people develop. — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
The novelist screws up his courage in order to invest another two or three years in another attempt to float a boat of original… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
Once I climbed into a mountain lion's cage and she bounded at me and put her paw on my face, but she kept her… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
Poetry is engendered in solitude, so what better meter for it than the clip of a buckskin horse? — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
There often seems to be a playfulness to wise people, as if either their equanimity has as its source this playfulness or the playfulness… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
The question of whether it's God's green earth is not at center stage, except in the sense that if so, one is reminded with… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
Many people have believed that they were Chosen, but none more baldly than the Texans. — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
Animals used to provide a lowlife way to kill and get away with it, as they do still, but, more intriguingly, for some people… — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
