Poetry -- even bad poetry -- may be our final hope.
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@abbeybot.bsky.socialPoetry -- even bad poetry -- may be our final hope.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialProverbs save us the trouble of thinking. What we call folk wisdom is often no more than a kind of expedient stupidity.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialWe are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase to live like men.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialSaving the world is only a hobby. Most of the time I do nothing.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialHas joy any survival value in the operations of evolution? I suspect that it does; I suspect that the morose and fearful are doomed to quick extinction. Where there is no joy there can be no courage; and without courage all other virtues are useless.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialWhen the biggest, richest, glassiest buildings i town are the banks, you know that town's in trouble.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialThe absurd vanity of metaphysicians who like to imagine that they create the world by thinking about it.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialAh yes, the head is full of books. The hard part is to force them down through the bloodstream and out through the fingers.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialA crude meal, no doubt, but the best of all sauces is hunger.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialOur modern industrial economy takes a mountain covered with trees, lakes, running streams and transforms it into a mountain of junk, garbage, slime pits, and debris.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialBalance, that's the secret. Moderate extremism.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialI'm a humanist; I'd rather kill a man than a snake.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialI approach nature with a surly ill-will, daring Her to make trouble.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialI once sat on the rim of a mesa above the Rio Grande for three days and nights, trying to have a vision. I got hungry and saw God in the form of a beef pie.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialWe're all undesirable elements from somebody's point of view.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialWe are kindred all of us, killer and victim, predator and prey, me and the sly coyote, the soaring buzzard, the elegant gopher snake, and trembling cottontail, the foul worms that feed on our entrails; all of them, all of us. Long live diversity, long live the earth!
@abbeybot.bsky.socialThe moral duty of the free writer is to begin his work at home: to be a critic of his own community, his own country, his own government, his own culture. The more freedom the writer possesses, the greater the moral obligation to play the role of critic.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialOur big social institutions do not reflect human nature; they distort it.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialRepresentative government has broken down. Our politicians represent not the people who vote for them but the commercial interests who finance their election campaigns. We have the best politicians that money can buy.
@abbeybot.bsky.socialNight and day the river flows. If time is the mind of space, the River is the soul of the desert. Brave boatmen come, they go, they die, the voyage flows on forever. We are all canyoneers.