The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.
As to the charge that I am a cranky old man, I plead guilty.
The love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyong reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever...
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Should a writer have a social purpose? Any honest writer is bound to become a critic of the society he lives in, and sometimes, like Mark Twain or Kurt Vonnegut or Leo Tolstoy or Francois Rabelais, a...
What is the purpose of the giant sequoia tree? The purpose of the giant sequoia tree is to provide shade for the tiny titmouse.
Our 'neoconservatives' are neither new nor conservative, but old as Babylon and evil as Hell.
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.
Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.
Anarchism is founded on the observation that since few men are wise enough to rule themselves, even fewer are wise enough to rule others.
Say what you like about my bloody murderous government,' I says, 'but don't insult me poor bleedin' country.
Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.
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.
That which today calls itself science gives us more and more information, and indigestible glut of information, and less and less understanding.
The weather here is windy, balmy, sometimes wet. Desert springtime, with flowers popping up all over the place, trees leafing out, streams gushing down from the mountains. Great time of year for hikin...
If a man's imagination were not so weak, so easily tired, if his capacity for wonder not so limited, he would abandon forever such fantasies of the supernal. He would learn to perceive in water, leave...
Vonnegut is one of America's basic artists, a true and worthy heir to the grand tradition of Thoreau, Whitman, Twain, Dreiser, Traven, Tom Wolfe (the real Tom Wolfe, I mean) and Steinbeck. In other wo...