“If sometimes dreams come true, what of our nightmares?”

Who Are You? What do you want? Where Are You Going? Who do you serve and who do you trust?

When we tune in to an especially human way of viewing the landscape powerfully, it resonates with an audience

Look to the nervous system as the key to maximum health.

Laziness breeds humors of the blood.

After coitus every animal is sad, except the human female and the rooster.

What I mean by photographing as a participant rather than observer is that I’m not only involved directly with some of the activities that I photograph, such as mountain climbing, but even when I’m not I have the philosophy that my mind and body are part of the natural world

The reason that I keep writing is that all my most powerful messages about the fates of wild places that I care about need to have words as well as images

The best physician is also a philosopher.

A cold and moist brain is an inseparable companion to folly.

These days, most nature photographers are deeply committed to the environmental message

The chief merit of language is clearness.

Luckily, many other people tell me how they have had a particular landscape photograph of mine in their office or bedroom for 15 years and it always speaks to them strongly whenever they see it

The physician is only nature’s assistant.

Employment is nature’s physician, and is essential to human happiness.

All who drink of this remedy recover in a short time except those whom it does not help, who all die.

The combination of pictures and words together can be really effective, and I began to realise in my career that unless I wrote my own words, then my message was diluted

What’s a joy to the one is a nightmare to the other.

There is no liberation to compare with freeing oneself from the illusions and delusions of the age in which one lives.

We’ve painted ourselves into a corner where the only choice is real nightmare – triage, epidemic disease, famine, fascism, the collapse of human rights – or a leap to an entirely different level. We’ve taken business-as-usual off the menu. Now only the extreme possibilities loom.

I’m a very simple man. You’ve got to have, like, a computer nowadays to turn the TV on and off… and the nightmare continues.

I rebounded the ball and passed it – to the wrong team! They scored at the buzzer and we lost the game. To this day, I still have nightmares!

I’m every woman’s dream and every man’s nightmare.

But I am both nightmare and sin.

My nights are a nightmare, quite often, but the nightmares are rich. I nourish myself by those nights.