The Big Tree is Nature's forest masterpiece, and so far as I know, the greatest of living things. — 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
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
They tell us that plants are not like man immortal, but are perishable-soul -less. I think that is something that we know… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Tell me what you will of the benefactions of city civilization, of the sweet security of streets-all as part of the natural… — John Muir Copy Share Image
You know that I have not lagged behind in the work of exploring our grand wilderness, and in calling everybody to come… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I have a low opinion of books; they are but piles of stones set up to show coming travelers where other minds… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Living artificially in towns, we are sickly, and never come to know ourselves. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Heaven knows that John the Baptist was not more eager to get all his fellow sinners into the Jordan than I to… — 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
