All The World Was Before Me And

No Temple Made With Hands Can Compare With Yosemite.

I Don't Agree With You In Saying That In All Human Minds There Is Poetry. Man As He Came From The Hand Of His Maker Was Poetic In Both Mind And Body, But The Gross Heathenism Of Civilization Has Generally Destroyed Nature, And Poetry, And All That Is Spiritual.

These Beautiful Days ... Do Not Exist As Mere Pictures - Maps Hung Upon The Walls Of Memory To Brighten At Times When Touched By Association Or Will ... They Saturate Themselves Into Every Part Of The Body And Live Always.

In This Silent, Serene Wilderness The Weary Can Gain A Heart-bath In Perfect Peace.

The Clearest Way Into The Universe Is Through A Forest Wilderness.