I’ll gladly accept Hell as a consequence of my incredulity – as I suspect I get the better part of … More
There’s no satisfaction in leaving a desert too soon. No relief in retreat. No peace, as after a trial.
The dessert exists beneath the street, and upon the sea, and across the vault of heaven. Only within our hearts … More
Don’t go alone in the wild unless you’re willing to learn just how far diminishing returns can really go.
The place outside the pale of human light, or life even, draws pain in those unfamiliar with such wastes. It’s … More
I’m starting to get at, and uncover, the haunting thing which I always meet while alone in the deep wild. … More
Almost ten years ago I invented the fiction of Mt. Wildness; a place in my mind which typified the remote … More
Unoccupied rooms can acquire the quality of empty desert; not in fact, but in terms of human neglect and disregard, … More
It does not matter that I complete a book of Hawthorne, Melville or Steinbeck when death arrives at last; but … More
The ruins at Campo #1 are in no way improved by my presence. The human dream and want of that … More