“We all have our little solipsistic delusions, ghastly intuitions of utter singularity: that we are the only one in the house who ever fills the ice-cube tray, who unloads the clean dishwasher, who occasionally pees in the shower, whose eyelid twitches on first dates; that only we take casualness terribly seriously; that only we fashion supplication into courtesy; that only we hear the whiny pathos in a dog's yawn, the timeless sigh in the opening of the hermetically-sealed jar, the splattered laugh in the frying egg, the minor-D lament in the vacuum's scream; that only we feel the panic at sunset the rookie kindergartner feels at his mother's retreat. That only we love the only-we. That only we need the only-we. Solipsism binds us together, J. D. knows. That we feel lonely in a crowd; stop not to dwell on what's brought the crowd into being. That we are, always, faces in a crowd.”

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 78.

Source: Bone Crossed

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 111.

Rights; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

Source: City of Heavenly Fire

Source: The Sea

The Six Principles of the Performance Event

2008, Yes, we can speech (January 2008)

“July: Prairie Birthday”, p. 48.
A Sand County Almanac, 1949, "May: Back from the Argentine," "June: The Alder Fork," "July: Great Possessions," and "July: Prairie Birthday"