American Environmentalist.

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.

Our culture runs on coffee and gasoline, the first often tasting like the second.

My job is to save the fucking wilderness. I don’t know anything else worth saving.

Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.

I hold no preference among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.

Without courage, all other virtues are useless.

Whatever we cannot easily understand we call God; this saves much wear and tear on the brain tissues.

The domination of nature leads to the domination of human nature.

Growth for the sake of growth is a cancerous madness.

There are some good things to be said about walking. Not many, but some. Walking takes longer, for example, than any other known form of locomotion except crawling. Thus it stretches time and prolongs life. Life is already too short to waste on speed. I have a friend who’s always in a hurry; he never gets anywhere. Walking makes the world much bigger and thus more interesting. You have time to observe the details. The utopian technologists foresee a future for us in which distance is annihilated and anyone can transport himself anywhere, instantly. Big deal, Buckminster. To be everywhere at once is to be nowhere forever, if you ask me.

One man alone can be pretty dumb sometimes, but for real bona fide stupidity, there ain’t nothing can beat teamwork.

Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.

One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am — a reluctant enthusiast… a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.

Anarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners.

Love flowers best in openness and freedom.

Each thing in its way, when true to its own character, is equally beautiful.

In a nation of sheep, one brave man forms a majority.

Hierarchical institutions are like giant bulldozers — obedient to the whim of any fool who takes the controls.

To die alone, on rock under sun at the brink of the unknown, like a wolf, like a great bird, seems to me very good fortune indeed.

Abolition of a woman’s right to abortion, when and if she wants it, amounts to compulsory maternity: a form of rape by the State.

Heaven is home. Utopia is here. Nirvana is now.

Society is like a stew. If you don’t stir it up every once in a while, then a layer of scum floats to the top.

Freedom begins between the ears.

I’m a humanist; I’d rather kill a man than a snake.

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