The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness. Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty. When we try to pick out anything by itself we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. The mountains are calling and I must go.