“In wildness is the preservation of the world.”
Henry David Thoreau book Walking
Source: Walking (June 1862)
"The Wisdom of Wilderness" in LIFE (22 December 1967)
Context: The wild world is the human world. Having evolved in it for millions of centuries, we are not far removed by a cloth of civilization. It is packed into our genes. In fact, the more power-driven, complex and delicate our civilization becomes, the more likelihood arises that a collapse will force us back to wildness. There is in wildness a natural wisdom that shapes all Earth's experiments with life. Can we tap this wisdom without experiencing the agony of reverting to wildness? Can we combine it with intellectual developments of which we feel so proud, use it to redirect our modern trends before they lead to a worse breakdown than past civilizations have experienced? I believe we can, and that to do so we must learn from the primitive.
“In wildness is the preservation of the world.”
Henry David Thoreau book Walking
Source: Walking (June 1862)
“Wild days, wild riders, and the stink of warfare across the world!”
Michael Moorcock book The Sword of the Dawn
Book 1, Chapter 3 “Elvereza Tozer” (p. 269)
The Sword of the Dawn (1968)
“This wild swan of a world is no hunter's game.”
Robinson Jeffers (1887–1962) American poet
"Love the Wild Swan" (1935)
Context: This wild swan of a world is no hunter's game.
Better bullets than yours would miss the white breast
Better mirrors than yours would crack in the flame.
Does it matter whether you hate your... self?
At least Love your eyes that can see, your mind that can
Hear the music, the thunder of the wings. Love the wild swan.
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) Irish poet and playwright
The Stolen Child http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1695/, st. 1 <br class="br">Crossways (1889) <br class="br">Variant: Come away, O human child! <br> To the waters and the wild <br> With a faery, hand in hand, <br> For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. <br class="br">Source: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats <br class="br">Context: p>Where dips the rocky highland<br>Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,<br>There lies a leafy island<br>Where flapping herons wake<br>The drowsy water rats;<br>There we've hid our faery vats,<br>Full of berries<br>And of reddest stolen cherries.Come away, O human child!<br>To the waters and the wild<br>With a faery, hand in hand,<br>For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. </p
“The world is really wild at heart and weird on top.”
Barry Gifford book Wild at Heart
Source: Wild at Heart
“I like that saying of Thoreau’s that “in wildness is the preservation of the world.””
Ken Kesey (1935–2001) novelist
Settlers on this continent from the beginning have been seeking that wilderness and its wildness. The explorers and pioneers were out on the edge, seeking that wildness because they could sense that in Europe everything had become locked tight with things. The things were owned by all the same people and all of the roads went in the same direction forever. When we got here there was a sense of possibility and new direction, and it had to do with wildness.
The Paris Review interview (1994)
“Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild…”
Mary Karr book The Liars' Club
Source: The Liars' Club
“One of the darkest evils of our world is surely the unteachable wildness of the Good.”
H. G. Wells book A Modern Utopia
Source: A Modern Utopia (1905), Ch. 2, sect. 6