One Can Make A Day Of Any

Going Into The Woods, Is Going Home

When A Man Plants A Tree, He Plants Himself.

I Have A Low Opinion Of Books: They Are Piles Of Stones Set Up To Show Coming Travelers Where Other Minds Have Been, Or At Best Signal Smokes To Call Attention.

To Myself, Mountains Are The Beginning And The End Of All Natural Scenery; In Them, And In The Forms Of Inferior Landscape That Lead To Them, My Affections Are Wholly Bound Up.

Nothing Truly Wild Is Unclean.