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.

Never while anything is left of me shall this... camp be forgotten. It has fairly grown into me, not merely as memory pictures, but as part and parcel of mind and body alike.

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

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

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

Lie down among the pines for a while, then get to plain pure white love-work ... to help humanity and other mortals and the Lord.

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