No one makes a revolution by himself; and there are some revolutions which humanity accomplishes without quite knowing how, because it is everybody who takes them in hand.

Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?

I've always liked Muir without knowing quite why.

Charity degrades those who receive it and hardens those who dispense it.

I have no enthusiasm for nature which the slightest chill will not instantly destroy.

I think everybody has something that takes them away or makes them happier. To some people it's baseball or sports or knitting or the movies.