Then, after a long fireside rest and a glance at my notebook, I cut a few leafy branches for a bed, and fell into the clear, death-like sleep of the tired mountaineer

One day’s exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books.

Who wouldn’t be a mountaineer! Up here all the world’s prizes seem nothing

We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us

Going to the mountains is going home.”

The mountains are calling and I must go

All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world’s wildernesses I first should wander.

Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains.

Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer

One should go to the woods for safety, if for nothing else

We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.

To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.” 

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

I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in

Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean

The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.

Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever.”

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

Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin

Yosemite Park is a place of rest… None can escape its charms. Its natural beauty cleans and warms like a fire, and you will be willing to stay forever in one place like a tree.

There is a love of wild Nature in everybody, an ancient mother-love ever showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties

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