Better To Toil Blindly, Beating Every Stone

We Live With Our Heels As Well As Head And Most Of Our Pleasure Comes In That Way.

Everybody Needs Beauty As Well As Bread.

Thousands Of Tired, Nerve-shaken, Over-civilized People Are Beginning To Find Out That Going To The Mountains Is Going Home; That Wildness Is A Necessity.

Our Lives Are Rounded With A Sleep.

Every Purely Natural Object Is A Conductor Of Divinity, And We Have But To Expose Ourselves In A Clean Condition To Any Of These Conductors, To Be Fed And Nourished By Them. Only In This Way Can We Procure Our Daily Spirit Bread.