Books are but stepping stones to show you where other minds have been.

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

This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

I ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong.

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

The wrongs done to trees, wrongs of every sort, are done in the darkness of ignorance and unbelief, for when the light comes, the heart of the people is always right.