As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood,… — 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
Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their sermons on the mountains go to our hearts . . . — 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
Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their sermons on the mountains go to our hearts; and if people… — John Muir Copy Share Image
How many hearts with warm, red blood in them are beating under cover of the woods, and how many teeth and eyes… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is… — John Muir Copy Share Image
All the world lies warm in one heart, yet the Sierra seems to get more light than other mountains. The weather is… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The more I see of deer, the more I admire them as mountaineers. They make their way into the heart of the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
In drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts. — John Muir Copy Share Image
The wrongs done to trees, wrongs of every sort, are done in the darkness of ignorance and unbelief, for when the light… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Wildness was ever sounding in our ears, and Nature saw to it that besides school lessons some of her own lessons should… — 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
In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
One may as well dam for water tanks the people's cathedrals and churches, for no holier temple has ever been consecrated by… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or… — John Muir Copy Share Image
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. One fancies a… — 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
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
