“Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away; and if they could, they would still be destroyed,-chased and hunted down as long as fun or a dollar could be got out of their bark hides, branching horns, or magnificent bole backbones. Few that fell trees plant them; nor would planting avail much towards getting back anything like the noble primeval forests. During a man's life only saplings can be grown, in the place of the old trees-tens of centuries old-that have been destroyed.” IfsMenLifeLongHas BeensStillsRunningScienceFunTreeCenturyFoolDollarsPlantNobleForestsDestroyedRunning AwayMagnificentHornsBarkBackboneMagnificenceHuntedPrimevalOld TreesPlants And TreesTwo TreesSaplingsAncient Trees Book:Nature Writings: The Story of My Boyhood and Youth, My First Summer in the Sierra, the Mountains of California, Stickeen, Selected Essays Source: Nature Writings: The Story of My Boyhood and Youth, My First Summer in the Sierra, the Mountains of California, Stickeen, Selected Essays
“I have enjoyed the trees and scenery of Kentucky exceedingly. How shall I ever tell of the miles and miles of beauty that have been flowing into me in such measure? These lofty curving ranks of lobing, swelling hills, these concealed valleys of fathomless verdure, and these lordly trees with the nursing sunlight glancing in their leaves upon the outlines of the magnificent masses of shade embosomed among their wide branches-these are cut into my memory to go with me forever.” Has BeensMemoriesForeverCuttingTreeMassWideMilesEnjoyedHillsBranchesShadeValleysSunlightMagnificentNursingConcealedOutlinesLoftySceneryKentuckySwelling Book:A Thousand-Mile Walk to the Gulf Source: A Thousand-Mile Walk to the Gulf