In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace.

...therefore all childish fear must be put away.

…their eager, childlike attention was refreshing to see as compared with the decent, deathlike apathy of weary civilized people, in whom natural curiosity has been quenched in toil and care and poor, shallow comfort.

Any fool can destroy trees, they cannot run away.

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

Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the logcock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains.

It is always interesting to see people in dead earnest, from whatever cause, and earthquakes make everybody earnest.