EDWARD ABBEY QUOTES IV

American author (1927-1989)


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

EDWARD ABBEY
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"Cliffrose and Bayonets", Desert Solitaire


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Tags: beauty


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.

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"Walking", The Journey Home

Tags: walking


A pessimist is simply an optimist in full possession of the facts.

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Hayduke Lives

Tags: pessimism


A cowboy is a hired hand on the middle of a horse contemplating the hind end of a cow.

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A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)


Money attracts because it gives us the means to command the labor and service and finally the lives of others--human or otherwise.

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The Serpents of Paradise

Tags: money


I try to think of a favorite among my arid-country flowers. But I love them all. How could we be true to one without being false to all the others?

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Beyond the Wall: Essays from the Outside

Tags: flowers


I'd sooner exchange ideas with the birds on earth than learn to carry on intergalactic communications with some obscure race of humanoids on a satellite planet from the world of Betelgeuse.

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"The First Morning", Desert Solitaire

Tags: space travel


The city itself swung slowly toward us silent as a dream. No sign of life but puffs of steam from skyscraper chimneys, the motion of the traffic. The mighty towers stood like tombstones in a graveyard, leaning against the sky and waiting for -- for what? Someday we'll know.

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"Manhattan Twilight, Hoboken Night", The Journey Home

Tags: cities


There is poetry and music in our technology, a beauty as touching as that of eagle, moss campion, raven or yonder limestone boulder shining under the Arctic sun.

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"Gather at the River", Beyond the Wall: Essays from the Outside

Tags: technology


When the situation is hopeless, there's nothing to worry about.

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The Monkey Wrench Gang


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.

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attributed, Saving Nature's Legacy


Contempt for animal life leads to contempt for human life.

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One Life at a Time, Please

Tags: animals


Let us hope our weapons are never needed -- but do not forget what the common people of this nation knew when they demanded the Bill of Rights: An armed citizenry is the first defense, the best defense, and the final defense against tyranny.

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Abbey's Road

Tags: guns


We like the taste of freedom ... because we like the smell of danger.

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Beyond the Wall: Essays from the Outside

Tags: freedom


Guns don't kill people; people kill people. Of course, people with guns kill more people. But that's only natural. It's hard. But it's fair.

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Abbey's Road

Tags: guns


Violence, it's as American as pizza pie.

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The Monkey Wrench Gang

Tags: violence


Walking is the only form of transportation in which a man proceeds erect -- like a man -- on his own legs, under his own power. There is immense satisfaction in that.

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Postcards from Ed

Tags: walking


The tragedy of modern war is not so much that the young men die but that they die fighting each other--instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.

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A Voice Crying in the Wilderness

Tags: war, death


Oh! For love, for the painfully nourished, tenderly cherished, sweet frenzies illusion, the known-illusion within the globule of sentimental cynicism. For romantic love, then, I sacrifice honor, decensy, human kindness, charity, honesty, friendship and the future -- all, (ah!) for love!

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The Serpents of Paradise

Tags: love


All we have, it seems to me, is the beauty of art and nature and life, and the love which that beauty inspires.

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"Fire Lookout: Numa Ridge", The Journey Home

Tags: beauty