The sun shines not on us but in us.

It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when the sun gold is richest

I was awakened by a tremendous earthquake, and though I hadn ever before enjoyed a storm of this sort, the strange thrilling motion could not be mistaken, and I ran out of my cabin, both glad and frightened, shouting, "A noble earthquake! A noble earthquake" feeling sure I was going to learn something.

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

Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.

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