Every day a new picture is painted and framed, held up for half an hour, in such lights as the Great Artist chooses, and then withdrawn, and the curtain falls. And then the sun goes down, and long the afterglow gives light.

No mortal is alert enough to be present at the first dawn of spring.

The frontiers are not east or west, north or south, but wherever a man fronts a fact.

As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind.

Heaven might be defined as the place which men avoid.

I wish to speak a word for Nature, for absolute Freedom and Wildness, as contrasted with a Freedom and Culture merely civil, - to regard man as an inhabitant, or a part and parcel of Nature, rather than a member of society.

Every tree sends its fibres forth in search of the Wild. The cities import it at any price. Men plow and sail for it. From the forest and wilderness come the tonics and barks which brace mankind.