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
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
We are in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell 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
Living artificially in towns, we are sickly, and never come to know ourselves. — John Muir Copy Share Image
“On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death. ... Let children walk with nature, let them see… — 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
“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
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
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
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
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
I...am always glad to touch the living rock again and dip my hand in the high mountain air. — 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
The world, we are told, was made especially for man - a presumption not supported by all the facts. A numerous class… — 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
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
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
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
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I have heard of Texas pioneers living without bread or anything made from the cereals for months without suffering, using the breast-meat… — 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
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
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
