What Is Worthwhile In Life? I Think

Nature As A Poet, An Enthusiastic Workingman, Becomes More And More Visible The Farther And Higher We Go; For The Mountains Are Fountains – Beginning Places, However Related To Sources Beyond Mortal Ken.

Come To The Woods, For Here Is Rest.

Surely All God's People, However Serious Or Savage, Great Or Small, Like To Play. Whales And Elephants, Dancing, Humming Gnats, And Invisibly Small Mischievous Microbes- All Are Warm With Divine Radium And Must Have Lots Of Fun In Them.

Oh, These Vast, Calm, Measureless Mountain Days, Inciting At Once To Work And Rest!

John Muir, Earth-planet, Universe.