Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the read more

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.

Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.

Nature is my manifestation of God. I go to nature every day for inspiration in the day's work. I follow read more

Nature is my manifestation of God. I go to nature every day for inspiration in the day's work. I follow in building the principles which nature has used in its domain

How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of read more

How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?

Of all things visible, the highest is the heaven of the fixed stars.

Of all things visible, the highest is the heaven of the fixed stars.

What is tolerance? -- it is the consequence of humanity. We are all formed of frailty and error; let us read more

What is tolerance? -- it is the consequence of humanity. We are all formed of frailty and error; let us pardon reciprocally each other's folly -- that is the first law of nature.

The landscape should belong to the people who see it all the time.

The landscape should belong to the people who see it all the time.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that read more

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.