To ask me whether I could endure to live without friends is absurd. It is easy enough to live out of material… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Storms of every sort, torrents, earthquakes, cataclysms, 'convulsions of nature,' etc., however mysterious and lawless at first sight they may seem, are… — John Muir Copy Share Image
All the wild world is beautiful, and it matters but little where we go, to highlands or lowlands, woods or plains, on… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Tug on anything in nature and you will find it connected to everything else. — 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
Rocks and waters, etc., are words of God, and so are men. We all flow from one fountain Soul. All are expressions… — 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
Listen to them! How wholly infused with God is this one big word of love that we call the world! — John Muir Copy Share Image
Happy will be the men who, having the power and the love and the benevolent forecast to [create a park], will do… — 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
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. — John Muir Copy Share Image
To myself, mountains are the beginning and the end of all natural scenery; in them, and in the forms of inferior landscape… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“But the darkest scriptures of the mountains are illumined with bright passages of love that never fail to make themselves felt when… — John Muir Copy Share Image
When you tug at a single thing in the universe, you'll find its attached to everything else. — 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
