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

I have a low opinion of books; they are but piles of stones set up to show coming travelers where other minds have been, or at best signal smokes to call attention. No amount of word-making will ever make a single soul to know these mountains. As well seek to warm the naked and frostbitten by lectures on caloric and pictures of flame. One day's exposure to mountains is better than cartloads of books.

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.

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

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

The mountains are calling and I must go.

In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace.