It is one of the blessings of wilderness life that it shows us how few things we need in order to be perfectly happy.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of
arriving safely, in one handsome and well-preserved piece. You should slide broadside across that finish line, thoroughly used up, worn out, leaking oil, and