The wrongs done to trees, wrongs of every sort, are done in the darkness of ignorance and unbelief, for when the light comes, the heart of the people is always right.
- Lived
- 1838–1914
- Born
- Dunbar
- Died
- Los Angeles
- Nationality
- United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, United Kingdom, United States
- Known as
- scientific collector, preservationist, mountaineer, essayist
- Era
- 20th century
- Movement
- environmentalism
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Government protection should be thrown around every wild grove and forest on the mountains, as it is around every private orchard, and the trees in public parks. To say nothing of their value as fountains of timber, they are worth …
April 21. My birthday — I am told the fifty-seventh, and yet I feel only a boy. Must make haste and get my work done ere the night falls. Made an excursion with the babes to Mount Wanda.
Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or water or sky or hearts.
I always enjoyed the hearty society of a snowstorm.
Most people are on the world, not in it — have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them — undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate.
In God's wildness lies the hope of the world — the great fresh, unblighted, unredeemed wilderness. The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.
The mountains are fountains of men as well as of rivers, of glaciers, of fertile soil. The great poets, philosophers, prophets, able men whose thoughts and deeds have moved the world, have come down from the mountains — mountain-dwellers …
There is a love of wild Nature in everybody, an ancient mother-love ever showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
Pollution, defilement, squalor are words that never would have been created had man lived conformably to Nature. Birds, insects, bears die as cleanly and are disposed of as beautifully as flies. The woods are full of dead and dying trees, …
Who publishes the sheet-music of the winds, or the written music of water written in river-lines?
Nature in her green, tranquil woods heals and soothes all afflictions.
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!
I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found.
The snow is melting into music.
Earth hath no sorrows that earth cannot heal, or heaven cannot heal, for the earth as seen in the clean wilds of the mountains is about as divine as anything the heart of man can conceive!
One day's exposure to mountains is better than cartloads of books. See how willingly Nature poses herself upon photographers' plates. No earthly chemicals are so sensitive as those of the human soul.
Man has injured every animal he has touched.
There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
The world, we are told, was made especially for man — a presumption not supported by all the facts.
There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.
Cloudy all day. Showery on mtns. to eastward at noon. Fine thunderstorm evening, with grand display of zigzag intensely vivid & very near with keen cracks [and] grand trailing rain … Visited Elk ranch. About sixty old & young. Old bulls …
Good walkers can go anywhere in these hospitable mountains without artificial ways.
