Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

Strange the faithless fuss made about taking a walk in the safest and pleasantest of all places, a wilderness.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

Most people who travel look only at what they are directed to look at. Great is the power of the guidebook maker, however ignorant.

Writing is like the life of a glacier; one eternal grind.

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.