My Side of the Mountain1969

Sam:
The deer have pressed in all around me. They're hungry. They come into the hemlock grove to hide and sleep for the day. They manage the snow so well on their slender hooves. If I was to know that a million years from today, my children's children were to live as I am living in these mountains, I would marry me a wife with slender feet and begin immediately to breed a race with hooves. So that the mountain children of the future might run through the snows and meadows and mountains and marshes as easily as the deer. I must be pretty lonely to be having such daydreams. I guess I am.