Beloved Canadian author and activist Farley Mowat has died. He was 92. A cause of death was not immediately made public. Born in Belleville, Ont., and raised in Ontario and Saskatchewan, Mowat became best known for telling stories set against the Canadian wilderness. His most famous works included “The Dog Who Wouldn’t Be” from 1957, “Owls in the Family” from 1961 and “Never Cry Wolf” from 1963.
“Lost in the Barrens,” published in 1956, won the Governor General’s Award.
Let’s take a look back at his finest 11 quotes. The man will be missed. Thank you, for your imagination, and getting this kid to love reading.
“We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be –the mythologized epitome of a savage ruthless killer – which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of ourself.”
― Never Cry Wolf
“And this is what happened, and this is why the caribou and the wolf are one; for the caribou feeds the wolf, but it is the wolf that keeps the caribou strong.”
“Whenever and wherever men have engaged in the mindless slaughter of animals (including other men), they have often attempted to justify their acts by attributing the most vicious or revolting qualities to those they would destroy; and the less reason there is for the slaughter, the greater the campaign for vilification. ”
“Inaction will cause a man to sink into the slough of despond and vanish without a trace.”
“You never know when the devil might come calling.”
“It is to this new-found resolution to reassert our indivisibility with life, to recognize the obligations incumbent upon us as the most powerful and deadly species ever to exist, and to begin making amends for the havoc we have wrought, that my own hopes for a revival and continuance of life on earth now turn. If we persevere in this new way we may succeed in making man humane … at last.”
“Somewhere to the eastward a wolf howled; lightly, questioningly. I knew the voice, for I had heard it many times before. It was George, sounding the wasteland for an echo from the missing members of his family. But for me it was a voice which spoke of the lost world which once was ours before we chose the alien role; a world which I had glimpsed and almost entered…only to be exclued, at the end, by my own self.”
― Never Cry Wolf
“The new plan looked like the answer.”
“I wonder now… were my tears for Alex and Al and all the others who had gone and who were yet to go? Or was I weeping for myself…and those who would remain?”
“We’re under some gross misconception that we’re a good species, going somewhere important, and that at the last minute we’ll correct our errors and God will smile on us. It’s delusion.”
“Without a function, we cease to be. So, I will write till I die.”