The mountains are calling and I must go.

The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the de

The wrongs done to trees, wrongs of every sort, are done in the d

Keep close to Nature’s heart and break clear away, once in awhile

In God’s wildness lies the hope of the world – the great fresh un

The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness

Keep close to Nature’s heart and break clear away, once in awhile

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

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pr

When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped