No right way is easy in this rough world. We must risk our lives to save them. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I...am always glad to touch the living rock again and dip my hand in the high mountain air. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I am well again, I came to life in the cool winds and crystal waters of the mountains. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Living artificially in towns, we are sickly, and never come to know ourselves. — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Here are the roots of all the life of the valleys, and here more simply than elsewhere is the eternal flux of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I am learning to live close to the lives of my friends without ever seeing them. No miles of any measurement can… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“It was the afternoon of the day and the afternoon of his life, and his course was now westward down all the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
One can make a day of any size and regulate the rising and setting of his own sun and the brightness of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Wander a whole summer if you can. Time will not be taken from the sum of life. Instead of shortening, it will… — John Muir Copy Share Image
But no temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life...as if into… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity... — John Muir Copy Share Image
Quench love, and what is left of a man's life but the folding of a few jointed bones and square inches of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life… — John Muir Copy Share Image
If I should be fated to walk no more with Nature, be compelled to leave all I most devoutly love in the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
No temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life...Awful in stern, immovable… — John Muir Copy Share Image
We all travel the milky way together, trees and men; but it never occurred to me until this storm-day, while swinging in… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Surely all God's people, however serious or savage, great or small, like to play. Whales and elephants, dancing, humming gnats, and invisibly… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Going to the woods is going home, for I suppose we came from the woods originally. But in some of nature's forests,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Bears are made of the same dust as we, and they breathe the same winds and drink of the same waters. A… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away; and if they could, they would still be destroyed,-chased and hunted down as… — John Muir Copy Share Image
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I never have held death in contempt, though in the course of my explorations I have oftentimes felt that to meet one's… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings. — John Muir Copy Share Image
The blessings of one mountain day, whatever his fate, long life, short life, stormy or calm, he is rich forever. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I bade adieu to mechanical inventions, determined to devote the rest of my life to the study of the inventions of God. — John Muir Copy Share Image
By forces seemingly antagonistic and destructive Nature accomplishes her beneficent designs - now a flood of fire, now a flood of ice,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. -John Muir, naturalist,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
What is worthwhile in life? I think it is worth living and dreaming. If you don't you may be dead anyhow -… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Memories may escape the action of the will, may sleep a long time, but when stirred by the right influence, though that… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees… — 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
![“It was the afternoon of the day and the afternoon of his life, and his course was now westward down all the mountains into the sunset. [speaking about Ralph Waldo Emerson]” quote by John Muir](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/543/john-muir-678_life_it-was-the-afternoon-of-the-day-and-the_294547.jpg)
