I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! To behold this alone is worth the pains of any excursion a thousand times over.
Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.
We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.
Earth hath no sorrows that earth cannot heal, or heaven cannot heal, for the earth as seen in the clean wilds of the mountains is about as divine as anything the heart of man can conceive!