How narrow we selfish conceited creatures are in our sympathies! How blind to the rights of all the rest of creation!

…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.

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

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild.

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

So abundant and novel are the objects of interest in a pure wilderness that unless you are pursuing special studies it matters little where you go, or how often to the same place. Wherever you chance to be always seems at the moment of all places the best; and you feel that there can be no happiness in this world or in any other for those who may not be happy there.