Nature had gathered her choicest treasures , to draw her lovers into close and confiding communion with her

Going to the mountains is going home.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.

Nature had gathered her choicest treasures , to draw her lovers into close and confiding communion with her

All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world's wildernesses I first should wander.