If you’re John Muir you want trees to live among. If you’re Emily, a garden will do. Try to find the right place for yourself. If you can’t find it, at least dream of it.
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When one is alone and lonely, the body gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, or splashes into the cold river, or pushes through the ice-crusted snow. Anything that touches.
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God, or the gods, are invisible, quite understandable. But holiness is visible, entirely.
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Some words will never leave God’s mouth, no matter how hard you listen.
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In all the works of Beethoven, you will not find a single lie.
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All important ideas must include the trees, the mountains, and the rivers.
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To understand many things you must reach out of your own condition.
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For how many years did I wander slowly through the forest. What wonder and glory I would have missed had I ever been in a hurry!
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Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still it explains nothing.