Man is not himself only...He is all that he sees; all that flows to him from a thousand sources...He is the land, the lift of its mountain lines, the reach of its valleys.

It is no use trying to improve on children's names for wildflowers.

For all the toll the desert takes of a man it gives compensations, deep breaths, deep sleep, and the communion of the stars.

Man is a great blunderer going about in the woods, and there is no other except the bear makes so much noise.

This is the sense of the desert hills, that there is room enough and time enough

The manner of the country makes the usage of life there, and the land will not be lived in except in its own fashion.

The real wonder is not that one man should be a genius, but that every man should not be.