Somewhere in the depths of solitude, beyond wilderness and freedom, lay the trap of madness.
Edward Abbey, The Monkey Wrench Gang.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.
Edward Abbey, A Voice Crying in the Wilderness.
There will be less solitude each and every day for awhile
Edward Abbey? Patron saint of tree huggers, and not the harmless, non-violent ones.
The madness is definitely not out here in the woods.