All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world's wildernesses I first should wander.

As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I'll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can".

It is always interesting to see people in dead earnest, from whatever cause, and earthquakes make everybody earnest.

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.

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

The mountains are calling and I must go.

...every sight and sound inspiring, leading one far out of himself, yet feeding and building up his individuality.