Strange the faithless fuss made about taking a walk in the safest and pleasantest of all places, a wilderness.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

The last days of this glacial winter are not yet past; we live in 'creation's dawn.' The morning stars still sing together, and the world, though made, is still being made and becoming more beautiful every day.

Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.

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

Going to the woods is going home, for I suppose we came from the woods originally.

Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.