True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.

- Edward Hoagland

If two people are in love they can sleep on the blade of a knife.

- Edward Hoagland

There were periods during my childhood when I stammered so badly I couldn't talk at all.

- Edward Hoagland

To live is to see, and traveling sometimes speeds up the process.

- Edward Hoagland

Silence is exhilarating at first - as noise is - but there is a sweetness to silence outlasting exhilaration, akin to the sweetness of listening and …

- Edward Hoagland

Man is different from animals in that he speculates, a high-risk activity.

- Edward Hoagland

A writer's work is to witness things.

- Edward Hoagland

A mountain with a wolf on it stands a little taller.

- Edward Hoagland

There aren't many irritations to match the condescension which a woman metes out to a man who she believes has loved her vainly for the past umpteen …

- Edward Hoagland