That is all the National Parks are about. Use, but do no harm.
Wallace StegnerRead
It is somethingit can be everything-to have found a fellow bird with whom you can sit among the rafters while the drinking and boasting and reciting and fighting go on below.
Interpretation
Finding a true friend allows you to rise above the chaos of life together.
In this quote, Wallace Stegner highlights the profound connection of friendship, suggesting that having a companion who understands and supports you can elevate your experiences above the noise and turmoil of everyday life. The metaphor of sitting among the rafters implies a sense of tranquility and shared understanding, while the activities below symbolize the distractions and conflicts of the world.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a speech about the importance of true friendships at a gathering.
That is all the National Parks are about. Use, but do no harm.
Touch. It is touch that is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility with its codes and conventions and restraints. By touch we are betrayed and betray others ... an accidental brushing of shoulders or touching of hands ... hands laid on shoulders in a gesture of comfort that lies like a thief, that takes, not gives, that wants, not offers, that awakes, not pacifies. When one flesh is waiting, there is electricity in the merest contact.
Hope was always out ahead of fact, possibility obscured the outlines of reality.
Young writers should be encouraged to write, and discouraged from thinking they are writers.
I was shaped by the west and have lived most of my life in it, and nothing would gratify me more than to see it in all its subregions and subcultures both prosperous and environmentally healthy, with a civilization to match its scenery.
Most things break, including hearts. The lessons of life amount not to wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.
I do not believe in communism any more than you do but there is nothing wrong with the Communists in this country. Several of the best friends I have got are Communists.
Gandalf, dwarves and Mr. Baggins! We are met together in the house of our friend and fellow conspirator, this most excellent and audacious hobbit—may the hair on his toes never fall out!
To avoid being mistaken for a sellout, I chose my friends carefully. The more politically active black students. The foreign students. The Chicanos. The Marxist professors and structural feminists and punk-rock performance poets.
No good friends, no bad friends; only people you want, need to be with. People who build their houses in your heart.
The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.
The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.
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