There are three natural anaesthetics: Sleep, fainting, and death.
Somewhere in the depths of solitude, beyond wilderness and freedom, lay the trap of madness.
To the intelligent man or woman, life appears infinitely mysterious. But the stupid have an answer for every question.
The duty of a patriot is to protect his country from its government.
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
The one thing. . . that is truly ugly is the climate of hate and intimidation, created by a noisy few, which makes the decent majority reluctant to air in public their views on anything controversial. . . . Where all pretend to be thinking alike, it's likely that no one is thinking at all.
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 know, the only paradise we ever need, if only we had the eyes to see.
I don't understand why we're all connected wirelessly via a little machine that goes in our pocket, to everybody in the world, and you have to have reels for a movie.
I'm hanging out with my New York friends, my Jersey boys, my family and loving every single second of it.
It's not my fault all women like motorcycles, Murph. They're basically huge vibrators. With wheels.
Sure, I eat because I have to. But I also eat because I want to. It is one of life's few pleasures.