I shall go on some last wilderness trip, to a place I have known and loved. I shall not return.

I have not tired of the wilderness rather I enjoy its beauty and the vagrant life I lead, more keenly all the time.

While I am alive, I intend to live.

I'm drunk on the fiery elixer of beauty.

I have seen almost more beauty than I can bear.

I'll never stop wandering. And when the time comes to die, I'll find the wildest, loneliest, most desolate spot there is.

I thought that there were two rules in life - never count the cost, and never do anything unless you can do it wholeheartedly. Now is the time to live.

I have always been unsatisfied with life as most people live it. Always I want to live more intensely and richly. why muck and conceal one's true longings and loves, when by speaking of them one might find someone to understand them, and by acting on them one might discover oneself?