'Well,' said Red Jacket [to someone complaining that he had not enough time], 'I suppose you have all there is. '
Youth hasn't got anything to do with chronological age. It's times of hope and happiness.
Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed. . . We simply need that wild country available to us, even if we never do more than drive to its edge and look in.
We are the most dangerous species of life on the planet, and every other species, even the earth itself, has cause to fear our power to exterminate. But we are also the only species which, when it chooses to do so, will go to great effort to save what it might destroy.
National parks are the best idea we ever had. Absolutely American, absolutely democratic, they reflect us at our best rather than our worst.
We simply need that wild country available to us. . . For it can be a means of reassuring ourselves of our sanity as creatures, a part of the geography of hope.
One cannot be pessimistic about the West. This is the native home of hope. When it fully learns that cooperation, not rugged individualism, is the quality that most characterizes and preserves it, then it will have achieved itself and outlived its origins. Then it has a chance to create a society to match its scenery.
As we lose our vagueness about ourself, our values, our life situation, we become available to the moment. It is there, in the particular, that we contact the creative self. Art lies in the moment of encounter: we meet our truth and we meet ourselves; we meet ourselves and we meet our self-expression.
Why is it so many political parties never learn that lesson? There was an obsession on the right to get [Hillary] Clinton. There was an obsession on the left to get - frankly, look at - look at the liberals in the early 1980s with [Ronald] Reagan. They got so caught up in the personality that they could n`t see the forest.
Some people try to paint in my style. Some simply sell pirated copies of my work. Some claim to be my publisher or agent or even my exclusive representative, when they are not.
As a child my grandmother used to tell us stories about the dead and the mystical.