The battle we have fought, and are still fighting, for the forests is a part of the eternal conflict between right and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Ink cannot tell the glow that lights me at this moment in turning to the mountains. I feel strong [enough] to leap… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“I cut off some of their flat, spicy plumes for a bed, gathered a store of wood, and made a cordial fire,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Yosemite Park... None can escape its charms. Its natural beauty cleans and warms like a fire, and you will be willing to… — John Muir Copy Share Image
God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild. — 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
It is easier to feel than to realize, or in any way explain, Yosemite grandeur. The magnitudes of the rocks and trees… — John Muir Copy Share Image
In God's wildness lies the hope of the world-the great fresh unblighted, unredeemed wilderness. The galling harness of civilization drops off, and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial… — 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
One day's exposure to mountains is better than cartloads of books. See how willingly Nature poses herself upon photographers' plates. No earthly… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I must return to the mountains-to Yosemite. I am told that the winter storms there will not be easily borne, but I… — John Muir Copy Share Image
All Nature's wildness tells the same story: the shocks and outbursts of earthquakes, volcanoes, geysers, roaring, thundering waves and floods, the silent… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Yosemite Park is a place of rest, a refuge from the roar and dust and weary, nervous, wasting work of the lowlands,… — 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
No temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life. Some lean back… — 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
“Down through the middle of the Valley flows the crystal Merced, River of Mercy, peacefully quiet, reflecting lilies and trees and the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“The making of gardens and parks goes on with civilization all over the world, and they increase both in size and number… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“If for a moment you are inclined to regard these taluses as mere draggled, chaotic dumps, climb to the top of one… — 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
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