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

I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do.

These temple destroyers, devotees of ravaging commercialism, seem to have a perfect contempt for Nature, and, instead of lifting their eyes to the God of the mountains, lift them to the Almighty Dollar.

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.

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

Hidden in the glorious wildness like unmined gold.

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.