American author (1927-1989)
Culture is that inert mass of institutions and organizations which accumulate around and tend to drag down the advance of life.
EDWARD ABBEY
"Episodes and Visions", Desert Solitaire
To be everywhere at once is to be nowhere forever, if you ask me.
EDWARD ABBEY
"Walking", The Journey Home
One thing more dangerous than getting between a grizzly sow and her cub is getting between a businessman and a dollar bill.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
An empty man is full of himself.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill.
EDWARD ABBEY
preface, Beyond the Wall: Essays from the Outside
Heaven is home. Utopia is here. Nirvana is now.
EDWARD ABBEY
Abbey's Road
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.
EDWARD ABBEY
attributed, Saving Nature's Legacy
The conservatives love their cheap labor; the liberals love their cheap cause.
EDWARD ABBEY
The Serpents of Paradise
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)
Science is the whore of industry and the handmaiden of war.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
Reason is the newest and rarest thing in human life, the most delicate child of human history.
EDWARD ABBEY
A Voice Crying in the Wilderness (Vox Clamantis in Deserto)
When life is cheap death is rich.
EDWARD ABBEY
One Life at a Time, Please
If I were a millionaire--well, a multimillionaire--I'd buy me an old ferryboat like the Eureka, make a floating home of it. What a grand ballroom, what a place for parties. And when I tired of the social hubbub, I'd weigh anchor and steam away to some romantic hideaway like Richmond, Oakland, or South San Francisco. East San Mateo too might be worth investigating.
EDWARD ABBEY
One Life at a Time, Please