The countryside, the rock on which the whole fabric of the nation rests.
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.
The countryside is where food grows, and the city is where food gets consumed.
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature.
A simple life is not seeing how little we can get by with—that’s poverty—but how efficiently we can put first things first.
Nature is not a place to visit. It is home.
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon the verdant green hills is the most perfect refreshment.
The countryside is a great place for all kinds of critters to run free, and it turns out it’s a great place for artists to be free as well.
Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.
I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees.
In the country, every beat of the heart is a rhythmic burst of life, a symphony of existence.
In the country, the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing.
A simple life in the fear of God is better than a rich life with a ton of headaches.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
The farther one gets into the wilderness, the greater is the attraction of its lonely freedom.
In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.