Once again. . . Rick Bass draws us into his magical human worlds, rendered urgently by a hypnotic … - Doug Peacock

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An education which does not teach us to discriminate between good and bad, to assimilate the one and eschew the other, is a misnomer

Doug Peacock

Once again. . . Rick Bass draws us into his magical human worlds, rendered urgently by a hypnotic prose that tracks a parallel and untamed natural world, often with a trace of loss and always patrolled by unmistakable decency. He is a master of this form.

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It ain’t wilderness unless there’s a critter out there that can kill you and eat you.

Critter, Critters, Eat, Kill, Wilderness

The dangerous temptation of wildlife films is that they can lull us into thinking we can get by without the original models -- that we might not need animals in the flesh.

Animal, Animals, Flesh, Temptation, Thinking, Wildlife

The notion of following your passion is worth indulging. Your passion is your source of power. To live really a full life, you need to follow where it leads. . . in defiance of all things conventional perhaps. And of course it has its price. You have to know that going in. But the price you pay, in my opinion, is not worth the time of day to think about. It is so important not to knee pad around the world. You should never bow down to anything but those you love and respect. Ever for anything.

Important, Leads, Opinion, Passion, Power, Thinking

You find yourself by losing yourself. By not thinking about yourself all of the time. When I am in a slump with my writing, I'll go and walk for a week. Walk and not see a human being. Something happens after four or five days which is quite wonderful. It is an ancient thing. Your sense of smell. Your hearing. They come back.

Hearing, Losing, Smell, Thinking About You, Walk, Writing

The whole concept of 'wild' was decidedly European, one not shared by the original inhabitants of this continent. What we called 'wilderness' was to the Indian a homeland, 'abiding loveliness' in Salish or Piegan. The land was not something to be feared or conquered, and 'wildlife' were neither wild nor alien; they were relatives.

Abiding, Alien, Indian, Land, Whole, Wildlife