Come To The Woods, For

A Little Pure Wildness Is The One Great Present Want, Both Of Men And Sheep.

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.

We Live With Our Heels As Well As Head And Most Of Our Pleasure Comes In That Way.

One Can Make A Day Of Any Size

Going To The Woods Is Going Home, For I Suppose We Came From The Woods Originally.