To underestimate one's thirst, to pass a given landmark to the right or left, to find a dry spring where one looked for running water - there is no help for any of these things.

For all the toll the desert takes of a man it gives compensations, deep breaths, deep sleep, and the communion of the stars.

Man is not himself only...He is all that he sees; all that flows to him from a thousand sources...He is the land, the lift of its mountain lines, the reach of its valleys.

Genius . . . arises in the natural, aboriginal concern for the conscious unity of all phenomena.

This is the sense of the desert hills, that there is room enough and time enough

Death by starvation is slow.

Nothing the desert produces expresses it better than the unhappy growth of the tree yuccas

As I walk .. as I walk .. / The universe .. is walking with me .. / Beautifully .. it walks before me .... / Beautifully .. on every side .... / As I walk .. I walk with beauty.

Over the tops of it, beginning to dusk under a young white moon, trailed a wavering ghost of smoke, and at the end of it I came upon the Pocket Hunter making a dry camp in the friendly scrub.

What women have to stand on squarely [is] not their ability to see the world in the way men see it, but the importance and validity of their seeing it in some other way.

The manner of the country makes the usage of life there, and the land will not be lived in except in its own fashion.

Beware: If you egg people on, you'll get egg on your face.

Someone who doesn’t know if tomorrow will come would rather live every day twice than live it once.

Aspirations forms the plot of success.

Life can be absolutely phenomenal, and it should be, and it will be, when you start using the secret.

I am drinking the stars

Everything about it was wrong. Thats why it worked so good.

The reality is that de-carbonisation is not happening fast enough.

Just because I'm presented life in a certain way doesn't mean I do all these things. It's just something I choose to express.

It was early evening when they walked outside, the sky the color of pink lemonade.

Enough no more; Tis not so sweet now as it was before.