He who searches for spring with his knees in the mud finds it, in abundance.

Keeping records enhances the pleasure of the search and the chance of finding order and meaning in these events.

I confess my own leisure to be spent entirely in search of adventure, without regard to prudence, profit, self improvement, learning, or any other serious thing.

I do not imply that this philosophy of land was always clear to me. It is rather the end result of a life journey.

Never did we plan the morrow, for we had learned that in the wilderness some new and irresistible distraction is sure to turn up each day before breakfast. Like the river, we were free to wander.

We shall never achieve harmony with land, any more than we shall achieve absolute justice or liberty for people. In these higher aspirations, the important thing is not to achieve but to strive.

The oldest task in human history: to live on a piece of land without spoiling it.