Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Few places in this world are more dangerous than home. Fear not, therefore, to try the mountain passes. They will kill care,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Only spread a fern-frond over a man's head and worldly cares are cast out, and freedom and beauty and peace come in. — John Muir Copy Share Image
…their eager, childlike attention was refreshing to see as compared with the decent, deathlike apathy of weary civilized people, in whom natural… — John Muir Copy Share Image
There is a love of wild nature in everybody, an ancient mother-love showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Yet how hard most people work for mere dust and ashes and care, taking no thought of growing in knowledge and grace,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Few in these hot, dim, strenuous times are quite sane or free; choked with care like clocks full of dust, laboriously doing… — John Muir Copy Share Image
None may wholly escape the good of Nature, however imperfectly exposed to her blessings. The minister will not preach a perfectly flat… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Men use care in purchasing a horse, and are neglectful in choosing friends. — 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 Image
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 Image
...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 Image
“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 Image
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. — John Muir Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. — John Muir Copy Share Image
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 Image
