#outdoor

All those hours exploring the great outdoors made me more resilient and confident. ↗

— David Suzuki

#exploring #great #hours #made #me

We can’t make love out here. It’s freezing!” Maryanne cried. A boyishly beseeching look lit up his eyes. “We would heat up quickly.” “It’s fine for you,” she protested. “You only need one part of your body, and you’ll be sliding that into warmth. ↗

— Sharon Page

#outdoor #sex #humor

No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#inspirational #nature #nights-outdoors #inspirational

I see humanity now as one vast plant, needing for its highest fulfillment only love, the natural blessings of the great outdoors, and intelligent crossing and selection. ↗

— Luther Burbank

#blessings #crossing #fulfillment #great #highest

I'd been doing projects outdoors for the public. I made pigeons eat geometry by putting bread out in rhomboids and triangles. I don't know if this activity made sense, but the work was available. ↗

— Jenny Holzer

#available #been #bread #doing #eat

Andy Paley got us a show opening for his band at an outdoor show at Simmon's College, on a Friday. ↗

— Jonathan Richman

#band #college #friday #got #his

In this ever changing world, there are few things that have remained constant for me. The chance of hooking a nice trout still excites and thrills me to this day....just as it did when I was a kid. I like that! ↗

— M.A. Bookout

#fishing #inspirational #outdoors #change

For brick and mortar breed filth and crime, With a pulse of evil that throbs and beats; And men are whithered before their prime By the curse paved in with the lanes and streets. And lungs are poisoned and shoulders bowed, In the smothering reek of mill and mine; And death stalks in on the struggling crowd— But he shuns the shadow of the oak and pine ↗

— George W. Sears Nessmuk

#city #outdoors #urban #wilderness #woodcraft

Maybe freedom really is nothing left to lose. You had it once in childhood, when it was okay to climb a tree, to paint a crazy picture and wipe out on your bike, to get hurt. The spirit of risk gradually takes its leave. It follows the wild cries of joy and pain down the wind, through the hedgerow, growing ever fainter. What was that sound? A dog barking far off? That was our life calling to us, the one that was vigorous and undefended and curious. ↗

— Peter Heller

#outdoors #risk #wilderness #freedom

For a long time all I wanted for Christmas were books about outdoor survival. I was convinced that the woods were calling me. I camped a lot, I took classes. At 18, I told myself if I don't live in the woods by myself by the time I'm 25, I have failed. ↗

— Chris Evans

#books #by the time #calling #camped #christmas