Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.

Books are but stepping stones to show you where other minds have been.

I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness.

Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.

No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or planning the movements of water, or gardening - still all is Beauty!

What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!

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