Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
A little pure wildness is the one great present want, both of men and sheep.
One may as well dam for water tanks the people's cathedrals and churches, for no holier temple has ever been consecrated by the heart of man.
Earth has no sorrow that earth can not heal.
Going to the mountains is going home.
God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild.