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

In drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts.

Most people are on the world, not in it-- having no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them-- undiffused seporate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but seporate.

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!

One day's exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books.

All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world's wildernesses I first should wander.

The mountains are calling and I must go.