Going to the woods is going home, for I suppose we came from the woods originally.

Ink cannot tell the glow that lights me at this moment in turning to the mountains. I feel strong [enough] to leap Yosemite walls at a bound.

Men use care in purchasing a horse, and are neglectful in choosing friends.

I will follow my instincts, be myself for good or ill, and see what will be the upshot.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

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

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.