” Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: ‘It might have been.’ ”
— John Greenleaf Whittier
” Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: ‘It might have been.’ ”
— John Greenleaf Whittier
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal,
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”
— George Gordon Byron, “Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage”
“There were the Romantic, who appeared to believe that if everyone did this sort of thing all the time the world’s troubles would soon be over. There were the Envious, who thanked God they were not coming; and there were the other sort, who said with varying degrees of insincerity that they would give anything to come.”
— Peter Fleming, “Brazilian Adventure”
“If one has cut, split, hauled, and piled his own good oak, and let his mind work the while, he will remember much about where the heat comes from, and with a wealth of detail denied to those who spend the weekend in town astride a radiator.”
— Aldo Leopold
Photo courtesy of the Aldo Leopold Foundation
“In my view, to sign on to an expedition bound for the interior of Brazil is neither laudable or extraordinary but rather the reverse. Most people of my age (twenty-four) would do it like a shot, if they had the chance … it is unpleasant to be regarded as a lunatic or a hero when you know perfectly well that you are merely going to take an exceptionally long holiday.”
— Peter Fleming, “Brazilian Adventure”, 1933
“Drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested.”
— Hunter S. Thompson
“If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.”
— Ivan Turgenev