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"I believe in evolution. But I also believe, when I hike the grand canyon and see it at sunset, that the hand of God is there also."
"We've got to step up our conservation efforts before it's too late. We're not protecting our lands and natural resources. Take the Grand Canyon for example; I'm sure that at one time it was a beautiful piece of land, and just look at the way we've let it go."
"The wonders of the Grand Canyon cannot be adequately represented in symbols of speech, nor by speech itself. The resources of the graphic art are taxed beyond their powers in attempting to portray its features. Language and illustration combined must fail."
"It's like trying to describe what you feel when you're standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon or remembering your first love or the birth of your child. You have to be there to really know what it's like."
"On Draft Day for the Game of Life Arizona by lottery had first choice and to no surprise to anyone chose the Grand Canyon. As the draft went on Yellowstone, Yosemite, and all the other wonders of the world were taken. Then Utah, with a later pick, surprised everyone, like it did with Stockton and Malone. Utah's pick was the best access to the north rim of the Grand Canyon - and so the argument continues to this day, was the best pick Arizona's first pick, or Israel's Jordan River pick, or the magic of Utah's Grand Canyon North Rim pick?"
"Baseball, it is said, is only a game. True. And the Grand Canyon is only a hole in Arizona."
"Davis: The point is there's a gulf in this country; an ever-widening abyss between the people who have stuff, and the people who don't have shit. It's like this big hole in the ground, as big as the fucking Grand Canyon, and what's come pouring out is an eruption of rage, and the rage creates violence, and the violence is real, Mack. Nothing's gonna make it go away, until someone changes something, which is not going to happen. And you may not like it, even I may not like it, but I can't pretend it isn't there because that it is a lie, and when art lies, it becomes worthless. So I gotta keep telling the truth, even if it scares the shit out of me, like it scares the shit out of you. Even if it means some motherfucker can blow a big hole in my leg for a watch, and I'm gonna walk with a fucking limp for the rest of my life and call myself lucky."
"Simon: You ever been to the Grand Canyon? Its pretty, but thats not the thing of it. You can sit on the edge of that big ol' thing and those rocks... the cliffs and rocks are so old... it took so long for that thing to get like that... and it ain't done either! It happens right there while your watching it. Its happening right now as we are sitting here in this ugly town. When you sit on the edge of that thing, you realize what a joke we people really are... what big heads we have thinking that what we do is gonna matter all that much... thinking that our time here means didly to those rocks. Just a split second we have been here, the whole lot of us. That's a piece of time so small to even get a name. Those rocks are laughing at me right now, me and my worries... Yeah, its real humorous, that Grand Canyon. Its laughing at me right now."
"Majestic stream! along thy banks, In silent, stately, solemn ranks, The forests stand, and seem with pride To gaze upon thy mighty tide."
"Monarch of Rivers in the wide domain Where Freedom writes her signature in stars, And bids her eagle bear the blazing scroll, To usher in the reign of peace and love, Thou mighty Mississippi!"
"O grandly flowing river! O silver-gliding river! Thy springing willows shiver In the sunset as of old... O gay, oblivious river! O sunset-kindled river! Do you remember ever The eyes and skies so blue... O stern impassive river! O still unanswering river! The shivering willows quiver As the night-winds moan and rave."
"I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset."
"And the Mississippi, an inland main, With its orange-groves and its fields of cane.Sweet, round the tawny river’s mouth, Blew the rare odors of the South."
"The Mississippi of the North! bright stream On whose fair bosom first of all their race, Marquette and Joliet float, and fondly dream Of empires new and heathen brought to grace. How pride and wonder lighted up each face While down the stream the brave explorers sped, Marking the devious windings as they trace The noble river’s wood-environed bed To where Missouri’s waves the gentle waters wed. * * * * * Untamed and restless river! in thy bed, From Cape Girardeau to the delta’s verge, Vibrating waywardly; thy wild waves fed With spoil of shores down-fallen in the surge, And floating forests, which thy waters urge In endless drift into the distant sea, Where thou and all thy hundred confluents merge; In thy long reaching flow still shalt thou be From man’s restraining masonry forever free!"
"Located in deep, narrow limestone canyons draining into the in the vicinity of Wupatki Basin in northern Arizona are numerous small masonrywalled cliff ruins. While these were apparently occupied at the same time as the large pueblos now included within the boundaries of , they are little known and have not previously been reported upon except in the archaeological surveys of the . One of these sites, N.A.3940, situated with a southern exposure some fifty feet above the floor of Antelope Canyon, is of interest in that the masonry courses are laid in beds of grass rather than with the usual adobe mortar. The ruin itself is located in a shallow overhang in the Kaibab limestone cliff and contains but three small rooms."
"A canyon renown for its narrow, twisting limestone walls became a trap for 12 hikers on Tuesday when a flash flood filled it with a wall of water 11 feet high. The guide for several of the hikers survived, battered and his clothes ripped off by the force of the water, and the body of one woman was found yesterday. The other 10 are missing and presumed dead. The storm came without warning. A cloudburst 15 miles away sent heavy runoff down a normally dry wash in Antelope Canyon toward the unsuspecting sightseers. Rain had not fallen where they were hiking, said Benson Nez, a ranger on the Navajo reservation which the canyon runs through."
"Antelope Canyon is just a deep crack in the of northern Arizona, so narrow that hikers can hold out their arms and touch both sides. A favorite of desert photographers, in recent years it also became a regular stop for guided tours. Last year as many as 20,000 people climbed down to marvel at the swirling stone sculpted over eons by floodwaters. On Tuesday, as a dozen hikers descended into the slot canyon on ropes and ladders, a thunderstorm hit 15 miles to the south. In red-rock country, the ground doesn't absorb rain. Water runs off into washes and races downhill. The final destination for this storm's flash flood was Lake Powell; the last three miles would be through Antelope Canyon."
"The most photographed in the world is carved from slickrock near the shores of . Nobody knows canyons like Arizona. All across the state, those gouges in the landscape harbor scenery and secrets. The Grand may be the Big Kahuna, but others are also filled with wonders. Located near on , Antelope Canyon is a sliver of a slot canyon, cut from ancient stone that has been polished to perfection. The narrow defile features convoluted corkscrew formations shaped by water and wind over millions of years. Curved, rippling walls of glassy stone change colors throughout the day. Beams of light that seem like a living creature pour in from above."
"The Appalachian mountains are located entirely within the temperate zone, from about 33 to 48 degrees north latitude. The significant climatic difference between the valley floors, some at less than one thousand feet and the peaks at six thousand feet and more, assure a great variety of natural life. All of the area enjoys adequate rainfall, from 40 to 120 inches annually. The diversity of life that has developed in these mountains is spectacular. Varieties of azalea, laurel, and hundreds of other plants may have originated here. Bird life is as varied in Appalachia as anywhere in the world. And in pre-Columbian times, deer, bison, mountain lion, fox, wolf and beaver roamed the mountain forests in great variety and quantity. Humans too came to these mountains, initially in quest of game and fish and the nuts, berries, and seeds that could be gathered."
"The history of Appalachia is one of exploitation and extraction — and dogged resistance to both. This region, my family’s home for seven generations, has literally powered American life since the 19th century. There is no song, labor union or machine built east of the Mississippi that does not arguably owe its existence to Appalachia or that at least engages with our culture and ecology. The ecosystems of the mountain South, its uniquely influential art and its interdependent communities (particularly communities of color) have been systematically misrepresented and pillaged for centuries now. In these hills, “we’re accustomed,” says Elizabeth Catte in her debut nonfiction book, “What You Are Getting Wrong About Appalachia,” “to serving as passive subjects for others.”"
"Our farm is an Appalachian hollow, about 80% deciduous forest, 20% garden and pasture. Our farmhouse was built in 1904, and the land has been farmed continuously since then. We grow food here because we like the products and the process, and because we believe land like this should feed people. It’s a precious resource. We’re surrounded by good agrarian neighbors, mostly younger than we are, who all help each other out when someone travels or needs extra hands."
"Since ' came out in 2016, I’ve experienced countless people claiming to now “understand” where I come from and what Appalachian people are like. But they don’t think of my childhood watching my dad lose himself while arranging music on his piano or my grandfather tenderly nurturing plants in his ridiculously large garden. Instead, they imagine the stereotypes of J.D. Vance’s version of Appalachia, where the entire region is made up of poor rural white people consumed with violence who have no one to blame but themselves for their life circumstances. Back when the book was first released, Book Riot published an excellent piece about why Hillbilly Elegy is problematic. It’s been over four years since Vance’s memoir hit the shelves, but now we have to contend with the , directed by and starring and Amy Adams. Many of the issues from the memoir carry over to the film version of Vance’s story, presenting his harmful portrait of Appalachia to a whole new audience."
"Members of the provided the first European descriptions of the . Following the golden rumors he heard in Florida, led his been north and east until he reached what today is called the . Then somewhere in the valley, the expedition turned westward and crossed the and the or into the valley of , probably following a route not unlike the modern path of ."