American author (1927-1989)
If the life of natural things, millions of years old, does not seem sacred to us, then what can be sacred? Human vanity alone?
EDWARD ABBEY
Beyond the Wall: Essays from the Outside
Edinburgh. A soft gray loveliness, fog-shrouded, gray-green, gray-blue, gray-gray, mauve, melting, misting over, grave.
EDWARD ABBEY
The Serpents of Paradise
The industrial way of life leads to the industrial way of death. From Shiloh to Dachau, from Antietam to Stalingrad, from Hiroshima to Vietnam and Afghanistan, the great specialty of industry and technology has been the mass production of human corpses.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
EDWARD ABBEY
preface, Desert Solitaire
Civilization is the wild river; culture, 592,000 tons of cement; civilization flows; culture thickens and coagulates.
EDWARD ABBEY
"Episodes and Visions", Desert Solitaire
The tank, the B-52, the fighter-bomber, the state-controlled police and military are the weapons of dictatorship. The rifle is the weapon of democracy.
EDWARD ABBEY
Abbey's Road
The highest treason, the meanest treason, is to deny the holiness of this little blue planet on which we journey through the cold void of space.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
The very poor are materialistic. It takes money to be a mystic.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
The public lands should be managed for three purposes only: wildlife habitat, watershed protection, and human adventure.
EDWARD ABBEY
One Life at a Time, Please
When life is cheap death is rich.
EDWARD ABBEY
One Life at a Time, Please
Freedom begins between the ears.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
I hold no preference among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
EDWARD ABBEY
"Cliffrose and Bayonets", Desert Solitaire
The earth, like the sun, like the air, belongs to everyone -- and to no one.
EDWARD ABBEY
"Come On In", The Journey Home
As a confirmed melancholic, I can testify that the best and maybe only antidote for melancholia is action. However, like most melancholics, I suffer also from sloth.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
Heaven is home. Utopia is here. Nirvana is now.
EDWARD ABBEY
Abbey's Road
A house built on greed cannot long endure.
EDWARD ABBEY
Postcards from Ed
Quantum mechanics provides us with an approximate, plausible, conjectural explanation of what actually is, or was, or may be taking place inside a cyclotron during a dark night in February.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
Cynicism is a cheap emotion, a craven substitute for thought and action.
EDWARD ABBEY
Hayduke Lives
Science is the whore of industry and the handmaiden of war.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
With the neutron bomb, which destroys life but not property, capitalism has found the weapon of its dreams.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)