Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods.

I...am always glad to touch the living rock again and dip my hand in the high mountain air.

I’d rather be in the mountains thinking of God, than in church thinking about the mountains.

When you tug at a single thing in the universe, you'll find its attached to everything else.

Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.

All wilderness seems to be full of tricks and plans to drive and draw us up into God's light.

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

My meals were easily made, for they were all alike and simple, only a cupful of tea and bread.

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

Listen to them! How wholly infused with God is this one big word of love that we call the world!

See how God writes history. No technical knowledge is required; only a calm day and a calm mind.

The Big Tree is Nature's forest masterpiece, and so far as I know, the greatest of living things.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

The finest of the glacier meadow gardens lie ...imbedded in the upper pine forests like lakes of light.

I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found.

Nature had gathered her choicest treasures , to draw her lovers into close and confiding communion with her

The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual.

The most distinctive, and perhaps the most impressive, characteristic of American scenery is its wilderness.

The battle for conservation will go on endlessly. It is part of the universal battle between right and wrong.

Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their sermons on the mountains go to our hearts . . .

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.

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

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.

But to gain a perfect view, one must go yet further, over a curving brow to a slight shelf on the extreme brink.

Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every way.

The blessings of one mountain day, whatever his fate, long life, short life, stormy or calm, he is rich forever.

Of all the fire mountains which like beacons, once blazed along the Pacific Coast, Mount Rainier is the noblest.

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

...every sight and sound inspiring, leading one far out of himself, yet feeding and building up his individuality.

What is worthwhile in life? I think it is worth living and dreaming. If you don't you may be dead anyhow - inside.

It is always interesting to see people in dead earnest, from whatever cause, and earthquakes make everybody earnest.

Large flocks of butterflies, all kinds of happy insects, seem to be in a perfect fever of joy and sportive gladness.

There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.

One can make a day of any size and regulate the rising and setting of his own sun and the brightness of its shining.

Only spread a fern-frond over a man's head and worldly cares are cast out, and freedom and beauty and peace come in.

Galen Clark was the best mountaineer I ever met, and one of the kindest and most amiable of all my mountain friends.

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

Lizards of every temper, style, and color dwell here, seemingly as happy and companionable as the birds and squirrels.

I bade adieu to mechanical inventions, determined to devote the rest of my life to the study of the inventions of God.

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 practical importance of the preservation of our forests is augmented by their relations to climate, soil and streams.

In the beauty and grandeur of individual trees, and in number and variety of species, the Sierra forests surpass all others

I made these Sierra trips, carrying only a sackful of bread with a little tea and sugar, and was thus independent and free.

The battle we have fought, and are still fighting, for the forests is a part of the eternal conflict between right and wrong.

Rocks and waters, etc., are words of God, and so are men. We all flow from one fountain Soul. All are expressions of one Love.

How terribly downright must be the utterances of storms and earthquakes to those accustomed to the soft hypocrisies of society.

The forests of America, however slighted by man, must have been a great delight to God; for they were the best he ever planted.

Lie down among the pines for a while, then get to plain pure white love-work ... to help humanity and other mortals and the Lord.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when the sun gold is richest

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