The writer works on the inside and the critic works on the outside. I don’t know what it looks like on the outside, sometimes. It’s not that I’m not interested-it’s not where I live. I live inside the story.
BARRY LOPEZThe most intelligent thing we can do is love, not reason.
More Barry Lopez Quotes
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There’s so much to be afraid of.
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In behaving respectfully toward all that the land contains, it is possible to imagine a stifling ignorance falling away from us.
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If stories come to you, care for them. And learn to give them away where they are needed. Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive.
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The opposite of love is not hate; it’s indifference. To be indifferent is to not express love.
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Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive.
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We simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.
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I know of no restorative of heart, body, and soul more effective against hopelessness than the restoration of the Earth.
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To put your hands in a river is to feel the chords that bind the earth together.
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People think that if you’ve written a book and somebody’s given you a pat on the back then, you know, it’s all – you’re all settled, you know? You’re going to be fine. I know that if I’m not confused, and really afraid, my work isn’t going to be any good.
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One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse.
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The most intelligent thing we can do is love, not reason.
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The land urges us to come around to an understanding of ourselves.
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The attempt to close the gap between what is known and what IS, is the temptation behind the apple in Genesis.
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The wolf exerts a powerful influence on the human imagination. It takes your stare and turns it back on you
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You can’t learn anything from saguaro cactus, from ocotillo. They are just passing through; their roots, their much heralded dormancy in the dry season, these are only illusions of permanence. They know even less than you do.
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