“A sunset a forest a snow storm a certain river view are more to me than many friends.”

“For many years I was self-appointed inspector of snow-storms and rain-storms, and did my duty faithfully; surveyor, if not of highways, then of forest paths and all across-lot routes, keeping them open, and ravines bridged and passable at all seasons, where the public heel had testified to their utility.”

“I like being right more than I like keeping friends. Certainly this leaves me lonely, but at least I’m always certain.”

“Ye who love the haunts of Nature, Love the sunshine of the meadow, Love the shadow of the forest, Love the wind among the branches, And the rain-shower and the snow-storm, And the rushing of great rivers Through their palisades of pine-trees, And the thunder in the mountains, Whose innumerable echoes Flap like eagles in their eyries;-Listen to these wild traditions, To this Song of Hiawatha!”

“No enemy is so annoying as one who was a friend, or still is a friend,and there are many more of these than one would suspect.”

“The flush on her pale cheeks was like the blush of sunset on snow.”