Who wouldn't be a mountaineer! Up here all the world's prizes seem nothing

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

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

These temple destroyers, devotees of ravaging commercialism, seem to have a perfect contempt for Nature, and, instead of lifting their eyes to the God of the mountains, lift them to the Almighty Dollar.

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!

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

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