The power of imagination makes us infinite.
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do. They go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!
And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.