Winds Are Advertisements Of All They Touch,

Wilderness Is A Necessity... There Must Be Places For Human Beings To Satisfy Their Souls.

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.

We All Flow From One Fountain- Soul. All Are Expressions Of One Love.

No Synonym For God Is So Perfect As Beauty. Whether As Seen Carving The Lines Of The Mountains With Glaciers, Or Gathering Matter Into Stars, Or Planning The Movements Of Water, Or Gardening - Still All Is Beauty!

Earth Has No Sorrow That Earth Can Not Heal.