“The power of imagination makes us infinite.”

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.

The world’s big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

Wit is the flower of the imagination.

We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.

All of us invent ourselves. Some of us just have more imagination than others.

I just could never have imagined that I would be mentioned with Chris Evert or with Martina Navratilova, because I was just a kid with a dream and a racquet. Living in Compton, you know, this never happened before.

Anxiety and fear are cousins but not twins. Fear sees a threat. Anxiety imagines one.

Hatred grows into insolence when we desire to excel the rest of mankind and imagine we do not belong to the common lot; we even severely and haughtily despise others as our inferiors.

Love what you do and do what you love. Don’t listen to anyone else who tells you not to do it. You do what you want, what you love. Imagination should be the center of your life.

Imagination, devotion, perseverance, together with divine grace, will assure your success.