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Edward Abbey Quotes - Page 11

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We live in a time of twin credulities: the hunger for the miraculous combined with a servile awe of science. The mating of the two gives us superstition plus scientism -- a Mongoloid metaphysic.

We live in a time of twin credulities: the hunger for the miraculous combined with a servile awe of science. The mating of the two gives us superstition plus scientism -- a Mongoloid metaphysic.

Two, Giving, Superstitions

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.13, RosettaBooks

Truth is merely common sense, say the naive realist. Really? Then where, precisely, is the location of--a rainbow? In the air? In the eye? In between? Or somewhere else?

Eye, Air, Somewhere Else

I love America because it is a confused, chaotic mess - and I hope we can keep it this way for at least another thousand years. The permissive society is the free society.

Confused, Years, America

Say what you like about my bloody murderous government,' I says, 'but don't insult me poor bleedin' country.

Country, Government, Liberty

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.23, RosettaBooks

This world may be only illusion -- but it's the only illusion we've got.

World, May, Illusion

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.13, RosettaBooks

Why I oppose the nuclear-arms race: I prefer the human race.

Race, Nuclear, Arms

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.20, RosettaBooks

The nuclear bomb took all the fun out of war.

Fun, War, Nuclear

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.18, RosettaBooks

Whatever we cannot easily understand we call God; this saves much wear and tear on the brain tissues.

Positive, Brain, Tears

"A Voice Crying in the Wilderness".

The more fantastic an ideology or theology, the more fanatic its adherents.

Fantastic, Theology, Ideology

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.9, RosettaBooks

A man without passion would be like a body without a soul. Or even more grotesque, like a soul without a body.

Passion, Men, Soul

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.9, RosettaBooks

Every important change in our society, for the good, at least, has taken place because of popular pressure-pressure from below, from the great mass of people.

Taken, People, Important

A good writer must have more than vin rosé in his veins, use more than Chablis for ink.

Rose, Ink, Use

"A Voice Crying in the Wilderness".

Fence straddlers have no balls. In compensation, however, they enjoy a comfortable seat and can retreat swiftly, when danger threatens, to either side of the fence. There is something to be said for every position.

Balls, Retreat, Sides

My sole literary ambition is to write one good novel, then retire to my hut in the desert, assume the lotus position, compose my mind and senses, and sink into meditation, contemplating my novel.

Writing, Ambition, Meditation

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.33, RosettaBooks

Is the Archbishop's blessing any more meaningful than the Politician's handshake? The come, they go, with bigger things than us on their minds.

Meaningful, Blessing, Mind

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.15, RosettaBooks

Jack Kerouac, like a sick refrigerator, worked too hard at keeping cool and died on his mama's lap from alcohol and infantilism.

Sick, Alcohol, Mama

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.30, RosettaBooks

A cowboy is a hired hand on the middle of a horse contemplating the hind end of a cow.

Horse, Cowboy, Hands

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.54, RosettaBooks

The distrust of wit is the beginning of tyranny.

Laughter, Distrust, Wit

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.18, RosettaBooks

Nobody has so many friends that he can afford to lose one.

Many Friends, Loses

"A Voice Crying in the Wilderness".

I've never yet read a review of one of my own books that I couldn't have written much better myself.

Book, Reviews, My Own

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.31, RosettaBooks

A shelf of classics for our young adults: Tolkien, Hesse, Casteneda, Kerouac, Salinger, Tom Robbins, and _The Last Whole Earth Catalog_.

Adults, Earth, Lasts

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.33, RosettaBooks

We need wilderness whether or not we ever set foot in it. We need a refuge even though we may never need to go there. We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope.

Feet, Needs, May

Edward Abbey (1968). “Desert Solitaire”, p.129, Simon and Schuster

Somewhere in the depths of solitude, beyond wilderness and freedom, lay the trap of madness.

Solitude, Depth, Madness

"The Monkey Wrench Gang". Book by Edward Abbey, August 1, 1975.

Page, Arizona, Shithead Capital of Coconino County: any town with thirteen churches and only four bars has got an incipient social problem. That town is looking for trouble.

Church, Bars, Four

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.56, RosettaBooks

Paradise for a happy man lies in his own good nature.

Lying, Men, Paradise

Edward Abbey (2015). “A Voice Crying in the Wilderness”, p.27, RosettaBooks

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