“Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill.” – John Muir
“Another glorious [...] day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars.” ― John Muir
“To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.” ― Thomas Hardy
