A little pure wildness is the one great present want, both of men and sheep.

God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild.

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".

Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.

The last days of this glacial winter are not yet past; we live in 'creation's dawn.' The morning stars still sing together, and the world, though made, is still being made and becoming more beautiful every day.

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.

There is a love of wild nature in everybody, an ancient mother-love showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties