The function of an ideal is not to be realized but, like that of the North Star, to serve as a guiding point.

The function of an ideal is not to be realized but, like that of the North Star, to serve as a guiding point.
When the situation is hopeless, there's nothing to worry about.
So long as they are unwilling to crawl out of their cars they will not discover the treasures of the national parks and will never escape the stress and turmoil of the urban-suburban complexes which they had hoped, presumably, to leave behind for a while.
The air is clean, the rock cuts cruelly into flesh; shatter the rock and the odor of flint rises to your nostrils, bitter and sharp. Whirlwinds dance across the salt flats, a pillar of dust by day; the thornbush breaks into flame at night.
In order to write a book, it is necessary to sit down (or stand up) and write. Therein lies the difficulty.
The ever-rising cost of living: Someday soon, the corporate technicians will be locking meters on our noses and charging us a royalty on the air we breathe.
So long as they are unwilling to crawl out of their cars they will not discover the treasures of the national parks and will never escape the stress and turmoil of the urban-suburban complexes which they had hoped, presumably, to leave behind for a while.
All gold is fool's gold.
The consolation of reading biography: Most great men have led lives even more miserable than our own.
No tyranny is so irksome as petty tyranny: the officious demands of policemen, government clerks, and electromechanical gadgets.
A great thirst is a great joy, when quenched in time.
Poetry -- even bad poetry -- may be our final hope.
Proverbs save us the trouble of thinking. What we call folk wisdom is often no more than a kind of expedient stupidity.
We 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.
Saving the world is only a hobby. Most of the time I do nothing.
Has 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.
When the biggest, richest, glassiest buildings i town are the banks, you know that town's in trouble.
The absurd vanity of metaphysicians who like to imagine that they create the world by thinking about it.
Ah yes, the head is full of books. The hard part is to force them down through the bloodstream and out through the fingers.
A crude meal, no doubt, but the best of all sauces is hunger.