“The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.”

No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty.

Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.

Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.

I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

At the touch of this divine light, the mountains seemed to kindle to a rapt, religious consciousness, and stood hushed like devout worshippers waiting to be blessed.

Nothing dollarable is safe.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

In the beauty and grandeur of individual trees, and in number and variety of species, the Sierra forests surpass all others.

Nothing truly wild is unclean.

Nothing truly wild is unclean.

Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill.

The world, we are told, was made especially for man – a presumption not supported by all the facts.

Not blind opposition to progress,but opposition to blind progress.

Who wouldn’t be a mountaineer! Up here all the world’s prizes seem nothing.

On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death.

I was aware of my success, but I never stopped trying to get better.

One pays a lot, we all pay a lot, for awareness.

I’m certainly not aware of suppressing more sophisticated ambitions.

Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all.

I’m aware that, whatever the circumstances, there will always be speculation about me.

Understanding requires not just a moment of perception, but a continuous awareness, a continuous state of inquiry without conclusion

We do not have to romanticize our past in order to be aware of how it seeds our present.

Those who are unaware they are walking in darkness will never seek the light.