You will not solve global climate change by hitting the delete button.

Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.

When we tug at a single thing in nature, we find it attached to the rest of the world.

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

Yet how hard most people work for mere dust and ashes and care, taking no thought of growing in knowledge and grace, never having time to get in sight of their own ignorance.

Look up and down and round about you.

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fool”

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

No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or planning the movements of water, or gardening – still all is Beauty!

How hard to realize that every camp of men or beast has this glorious starry firmament for a roof! In such places standing alone on the mountain-top it is easy to realize that whatever special nests we make – leaves and moss like the marmots and birds, or tents or piled stone – we all dwell in a house of one room – the world with the firmament for its roof – and are sailing the celestial spaces without leaving any track.

What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!

I am well again, I came to life in the cool winds and crystal waters of the mountains

Not blind opposition to progress, but opposition to blind progress

Rivers flow not past, but through us; tingling, vibrating, exciting every cell and fiber in our bodies, making them sing and glide

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

Wilderness is a necessity… there must be places for human beings to satisfy their souls

Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.

I ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong

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

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

Raindrops blossom brilliantly in the rainbow, and change to flowers in the sod, but snow comes in full flower direct from the dark, frozen sky.

Few places in this world are more dangerous than home. Fear not, therefore, to try the mountain passes. They will kill care, save you from deadly apathy, set you free, and call forth every faculty into vigorous, enthusiastic action.”

From the dust of the earth, from the common elementary fund, the Creator has made Homo sapiens. From the same material he has made every other creature, however noxious and insignificant to us. They are earth-born companions and our fellow mortals.

The mountains are fountains of men as well as of rivers, of glaciers, of fertile soil. The great poets, philosophers, prophets, able men whose thoughts and deeds have moved the world, have come down from the mountains – mountain dwellers who have grown strong there with the forest trees in Nature’s workshops.”