How Could I Make A Little Book,

Almost Every Day, Instead Of Going To School When I Ought To Have Gone, I Usually Made For The Fields, Where I Spent The Day.

When The Bird And The Book Disagree, Believe The Bird.

A True Conservationist Is A Man Who Knows That The World Is Not Given By His Fathers, But Borrowed From His Children.

All Trembling, I Reached The Falls Of Niagara, And Oh, What A Scene! My Blood Shudders Still, Although I Am Not A Coward, At The Grandeur Of The Creators Power; And I Gazed Motionless On This New Display Of The Irresistible Force Of One Of His Elements.

To Have Been Torn From The Study Would Have Been As Death; My Time Was Entirely Occupied With Art.