You must speak loud to those who are hard of hearing.

You may tell by looking at any twig of the forest, ay, at your very wood-pile, whether its winter is past or not.

I was not born to be forced.

Life isn't about finding yourself; it's about creating yourself. So live the life you imagined.

It is remarkable how many creatures live wild and free though secret in the woods.

What do the botanists know? Our lives should go between the lichen and the bark. The eye may see for the hand, but not for the mind. We are still being born, and have as yet but a dim vision of sea and land, sun, moon, and stars, and shall not see clearly till after nine days at least.

Have no mean hours, but be grateful for every hour, and accept what it brings. The reality will make any sincere record respectable.