I discovered a version of the sinner's prayer that increased my faith far more than the one that I had said years earlier. . . In this version, there were no formulas, no set phrases that promised us safe passage across the abyss. There was only our tattered trust that the Spirit who had given us life would not leave us in the wilderness without offering us life again.
Wilderness gave us knowledge. Wilderness made us human. We came from here. Perhaps that is why so many of us feel a strong bond to this land called Serengeti; it is the land of our youth.
No human life, not even the life of the hermit in nature's wilderness, is possible without a world which directly or indirectly testifies to the presence of other human beings.
The richest values of wilderness lie not in the days of Daniel Boone, nor even in the present, but rather in the future.
The grand highway is crowded wlovers & searchers & leavers so eager to please & forget. Wilderness.
In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace.
Thomson sought the wilderness, never seeking to tame it, but only to draw from it, its magic of tangle and season.
A road is a dagger placed in the heart of a wilderness.
Wilderness. The word itself is music.
You cannot seriously address the destruction of wilderness without addressing the society that is destroying it.
If you look throughout human history. . . the central epiphany of every religious tradition always occurs in the wilderness.
We use pandas and eagles and things. I'd love to see a wilderness society with an angry-looking wolverine as their logo.
The farther one gets into the wilderness, the greater is the attraction of its lonely freedom.
We need the possibility of escape as surely as we need hope.
Without friends the world is but a wilderness.
In the present age, alas! our pens are ravished by unlettered authors and unmannered critics, that make a havoc rather than a building, a wilderness rather than a garden. But, a lack! what boots it to drop tears upon the preterit?
Without wilderness, we will eventually lose the capacity to understand America.
Certainly a wilderness area, a little portion of our planet left alone…will furnish us with a number of very important uses…If we are wise, we will cherish what we have left of such places in our land.
Life is so rotatory that the wilderness falls to each, sometime.
Our village life would stagnate if it were not for the unexplored forests and meadows which surround it.