I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found.

The power of imagination makes us infinite.

As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing.

Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.

The grand show is eternal It is always sunrise somewhere

I’d rather be in the mountains thinking of God, than in church thinking about the mountains.

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.

Wilderness is a necessity... there must be places for human beings to satisfy their souls.

Men are not angered by mere misfortune but by misfortune conceived as injury. And the sense of injury depends on the feeling that a legitimate claim has been denied.

Words are weapons stronger than he knows. And songs are even greater. The words wake the mind. The melody wakes the heart.

At 50 you're more confident, more comfortable in your skin and you don't put up with nonsense, especially from men.

The most pernicious of all taxes are the arbitrary.

My fellow nerds and I will retire to the nerdery with our calculators.

Sing your song. Dance your dance. Tell your tale.

But that hair? That is comedy entrapment. People are not attacking your hair, they are defending themselves from something that appears like it's about to attack them.

I'm trying to transform behaviors and ideas that have never been challenged in certain ways in my life. I'm not the kid that I was at 19.

I think my films are always quite self-reflexive and always question 'why am I doing this, is this the right way to do it, what is cinema for, does it have a purpose?

So vast, so limitless in capacity is man's imagination to disperse and burn away the rubble-dross of fact and probability, leaving only truth and dream.