...every sight and sound inspiring, leading one far out of himself, yet feeding and building up his individuality.
Over the summit, I saw the so-called Mono desert lying dreamily silent in the thick, purple light -- a desert of heavy sun-glare beheld from a desert of ice-burnished granite.
God has to nearly kill us sometimes, to teach us lessons.
Earth has no sorrow that earth can not heal.
I ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong.
When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.