I wish I had eight pairs of hands, and another body to shoot the specimens.
The worse my drawings were, the more beautiful did the originals appear.
During all these years there existed within me a tendency to follow Nature in her walks.
My heart swelled with uncontrollable delight.
A true conservationist is a man who knows that the world is not given by his fathers, but borrowed from his children.
All trembling, I reached the Falls of Niagara, and oh, what a scene! My blood shudders still, although I am not a coward, at the grandeur of the Creators power; and I gazed motionless on this new display of the irresistible force of one of His elements.