...full of God's thoughts, a place of peace and safety amid the most exalted grandeur and enthusiastic action, a new song, a… — 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… — 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
Doubly happy, however, is the man to whom lofty mountain tops are within reach. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Nature as a poet, an enthusiastic workingman, becomes more and more visible the farther and higher we go; for the mountains are… — John Muir Copy Share Image
At the touch of this divine light, the mountains seemed to kindle to a rapt, religious consciousness, and stood hushed like devout… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Beetles and butterflies are sometimes restricted to small areas. Each mountain in a range, and even the different zones of a mountain,… — 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
No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering… — 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. The winds will… — John Muir Copy Share Image
How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! To behold this alone is worth the pains of any excursion a thousand… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Beside the grand history of the glaciers and their own, the mountain streams sing the history of every avalanche or earthquake and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Fresh beauty opens one's eyes wherever it is really seen, but the very abundance and completeness of the common beauty that besets… — John Muir Copy Share Image
...Good luck and Good work for the happy mountain raindrops, each one of them a high waterfall in itself, descending from the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
No words will ever describe the exquisite beauty and charm of this mountain park – Nature’s landscape garden at once tenderly beautiful… — 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
Hiking - I don't like either the word or the thing. People ought to saunter in the mountains - not hike! Do… — John Muir Copy Share Image
How hard to realize that every camp of men or beast has this glorious starry firmament for a roof! In such places… — John Muir Copy Share Image
One day's exposure to mountains is better than cartloads of books. See how willingly Nature poses herself upon photographers' plates. No earthly… — 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
