#wilderness

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#find #friend #honest #our #travelers

Civilized Man says: I am Self, I am Master, all the rest is other--outside, below, underneath, subservient. I own, I use, I explore, I exploit, I control. What I do is what matters. What I want is what matter is for. I am that I am, and the rest is women & wilderness, to be used as I see fit. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#patriarchy #wilderness #women #men

Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed; if we permit the last virgin forests to be turned into comic books and plastic cigarette cases; if we drive the few remaining members of the wild species into zoos or to extinction; if we pollute the last clear air and dirty the last clean streams and push our paved roads through the last of the silence . . . ↗

— Wallace Stegner

#inspirational #wilderness #inspirational

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity... ↗

— John Muir

#camping #connection #earth #hiking #inspirational

To the question: Wilderness, who needs it? Doc would say: Because we like the taste of freedom, comrades. Because we like the smell of danger. But, thought Hayduke, what about the smell of fear, Dad? ↗

— Edward Abbey

#edward-abbey #fear #freedom #the-monkey-wrench-gang #wilderness

The great social adventure of America is no longer the conquest of the wilderness but the absorption of fifty different peoples. ↗

— Walter Lippmann

#america #conquest #different #fifty #great

Save for thee and thy lessons, man in society would everywhere sink into a sad compound of the fiend and the wild beast; and this fallen world would be as certainly a moral as a natural wilderness. ↗

— Hugh Miller

#certainly #compound #everywhere #fallen #fiend

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

Sometimes when you lose your way, you find YOURSELF. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#destination #destiny #faith #faith-in-yourself #find-yourself

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