The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual.

No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or planning the movements of water, or gardening - still all is Beauty!

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

Nature had gathered her choicest treasures , to draw her lovers into close and confiding communion with her

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

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

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.