The Desert National Wildlife Refuge Complex is a protected wildlife refuge, administered by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, located north and west of Las Vegas, Nevada in northwestern Clark, southwestern Lincoln, and southern Nye counties in southern Nevada. The complex covers over 1.5 million acres (6,000 km²) and includes the Ash Meadows National Wildlife Refuge, the Desert National Wildlife Refuge, the Moapa Valley National Wildlife Refuge, the Pahranagat National Wildlife Refuge, and the Amargosa Pupfish Station.
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“Blame but thyself that hast misdone,
And well deserved to have blame;
Change thou thy way so evil begun,
And then my lute shall sound that same:
But if till then my fingers play
By thy desert their wonted way,
Blame not my lute.”
—Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503?–1542)
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—Marcel Proust (1871–1922)
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—Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860–1904)
“The world of crime ... is a last refuge of the authentic, uncorrupted, spontaneous event.”
—Daniel J. Boorstin (b. 1914)
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—Rémy De Gourmont (1858–1915)