In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
Books are but stepping stones to show you where other minds have been.
I am very blessed. The Valley is full of people, but they do not annoy me. I revolve in pathless places and in higher rocks than the world and his ribbony wife can reach.
The power of imagination makes us infinite.
We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.