My meals were easily made, for they were all alike and simple, only a cupful of tea and bread. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I made these Sierra trips, carrying only a sackful of bread with a little tea and sugar, and was thus independent and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The United States government has always been proud of the welcome it has extended to good men of every nation, seeking freedom… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Bread without butter or coffee without milk is an awful calamity, as if everything before being put in our mouth must first… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Every purely natural object is a conductor of divinity, and we have but to expose ourselves in a clean condition to any… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Do behold the king in his glory, King Sequoia. Behold! Behold! seems all I can say… Well may I fast, not from… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I have heard of Texas pioneers living without bread or anything made from the cereals for months without suffering, using the breast-meat… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where Nature may heal and cheer and give… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Bread without flesh is a good diet, as on many botanical excursions I have proved. Tea also may easily be ignored. Just… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I will follow my instincts, be myself for good or ill, and see what will be the upshot. — John Muir Copy Share
During my first years in the Sierra, I was ever calling on everybody within reach to admire them, but I found no one half… — John Muir Copy Share
...full of God's thoughts, a place of peace and safety amid the most exalted grandeur and enthusiastic action, a new song, a place of… — John Muir Copy Share
“Here are the roots of all the life of the valleys, and here more simply than elsewhere is the eternal flux of nature manifested.” — John Muir Copy Share
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. — John Muir Copy Share
Long, blue, spiky-edged shadows crept out across the snow-fields, while a rosy glow, at first scarce discernible, gradually deepened and suffused every mountain-top, flushing… — John Muir Copy Share
“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor… — John Muir Copy Share
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. — John Muir Copy Share
In studying the fate of our forest king, we have thus far considered the action of purely natural causes only; but, unfortunately, man is… — John Muir Copy Share
The forests of America, however slighted by man, must have been a great delight to God; for they were the best he ever planted.… — John Muir Copy Share
Man seems to be the only animal whose food soils him, making necessary much washing and shield-like bibs and napkins. Moles living in the… — John Muir Copy Share
As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and… — John Muir Copy Share
