Robert Michael Pyle

“It is the gift of stories that most repays life among settled people.”

— Robert Michael Pyle

“The river has indeed become an inefficient conduit, but the same plaque that plugs this artery used to hold back the flow…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“This sort of day makes indoor work seem shameful. So working outside, whether in the garden or the woods or on the…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“I've always felt there is something sacred in a piece of paper that travels the earth from hand to hand, head to…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“That kind of walk is nice when it happens, but I'll take four minutes now and then over being butt-stapled to a…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“still other winters average their rain months into a long, cold season of relentless sog and little color. At such times, looking…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“when that small Siberian bird fell out of the sky over Gray's River, not once but twice, he brought with him the…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“Himalayans (blackberries) seize the land, gobbling acres, blanketing banks, consuming abandoned farmhouses and their Studebakers and anything left alone in the rain…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“the crushed carcasses of slugs and frogs mixing with the Cretaceous carbons of tar give the road an organic glaze.”

— Robert Michael Pyle

“We look up, if only to see if we're likely to be rained on. The sky calls attention to itself, whether scored…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“I thought of a sign I had seen... another scary time, when I was two hundred feet up in a giant karri…

— Robert Michael Pyle

“A day like this ... is almost too perfect to be legal.”

— Robert Michael Pyle