Going To The Mountains Is Going Home.

The Mountains Are Calling And I Must Go.

To Sit In Solitude, To Think In Solitude With Only The Music Of The Stream And The Cedar To Break The Flow Of Silence, There Lies The Value Of Wilderness.

I Might Have Become A Millionaire, But I Chose To Become A Tramp.

So Also There Are Tides And Floods In The Affairs Of Men, Which In Some Are Slight And May Be Kept Within Bounds, But In Others They Overmaster Everything.

Any Fool Can Destroy Trees, They Cannot Run Away.