Sometimes a few passionate people change the world; sometimes they start a mass movement and millions do. — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
I sometimes wonder what those of us who are writers would become in a nonliterary culture - storytellers? Hermits? — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
For me the insurrectionary possibilities of disaster are what make them really interesting and sometimes positive - Mexico City's big 1985 earthquake… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
I'm grateful that, after an early life of being silenced, sometimes violently, I grew up to have a voice, circumstances that will… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
We have a real role in how our own collective lives, our nation, and our world and society turn out. Seizing those… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
The bigness of the world is redemption. Despair compresses you into a small space, and a depression is literally a hollow in… — 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
Sometimes it seems that the fate of the world is decided entirely in the ether of electronic communications and corporate backroom deals. — 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
“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