It may not be easy, life isn't easy, but dreams keep you alive.

Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!

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.

Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.

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

Anyhow we never know where we must go, nor what guides we are to get - -people,storms, guardian angels, or sheep.

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