Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in love.
Edward AbbeyRead
Of course I litter the public highway. Every chance I get. After all, it's not the beer cans that are ugly; it's the highway that is ugly.
Interpretation
The quote critiques the aesthetics of society and how it perceives nature and litter.
Edward Abbey's quote expresses a provocative view about environmental aesthetics, suggesting that the true ugliness lies not in the litter itself but in the poor condition of the surroundings. It challenges societal norms around cleanliness and encourages a deeper contemplation of our relationship with nature and how we judge beauty, suggesting that the structures we build can often overshadow the natural world.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about environmental advocacy to highlight perceptions of beauty in nature.
Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in love.
I love America because it is a confused, chaotic mess - and I hope we can keep it this way for at least another thousand years. The permissive society is the free society.
If it's knowledge and wisdom you want, then seek out the company of those who do real work for an honest purpose.
The earth is real. Only a fool, milking his cow, denies the cow's reality.
I believe in nothing that I cannot touch, kiss, embrace.... The rest is only hearsay.
Why can't we simply borrow what is useful to us from Buddhism, Hinduism, Taoism, especially Zen, as we borrow from Christianity, science, American Indian traditions and world literature in general, including philosophy, and let the rest go hang? Borrow what we need but rely principally upon our own senses, common sense and daily living experience.
The texture and hardship of poverty and eviction is something that I think left the deepest impression on me, and I hope that I try to convey a little bit of that to the reader.
You are -- your life, and nothing else.
Existence is violent, I exist, therefore I'm violent. . . in that way.
The reason why men do not obey us, is because they see the mud at the bottom of our eye.
Have you noticed that life, with murders and catastrophes and fabulous inheritances, happens almost exclusively in newspapers?
What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your twenty-three feet of intestines loaded with stars?
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