“Music clouds the intellect but clarifies the heart.”

“Wilderness. The word itself is music.”

“May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.”

“And the wind blows, the dust clouds darken the desert blue, pale sand and red dust drift across the asphalt trails and tumbleweeds fill the arroyos. Good-bye, come again. (p. 34)”

“Orthodoxy is a relaxation of the mind accompanied by a stiffening of the heart.”

“Humanity has four and a half billion passionate advocates - but how many speak....for the gray wolf?....it is a man's duty to speak for the voiceless. A woman's obligation to aid the defenseless. Human needs do not take precedence over other forms of life; we must share this lovely, delicate, vapor-clouded little planet with all”

“As for writing, that's a cruel hard business. Unless you're very lucky it'll break your heart.”