“Here are the roots of all the life of the valleys, and here more simply than elsewhere is the eternal flux of… — 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… — 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,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
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
There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself. — John Muir Copy Share Image
When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other… — 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
“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
Surely all God's people, however serious or savage, great or small, like to play. Whales and elephants, dancing, humming gnats, and invisibly… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Wilderness is a necessity... there must be places for human beings to satisfy their souls... — John Muir Copy Share Image
The battle we have fought, and are still fighting for the forests is a part of the eternal conflict between right and… — 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
Wilderness is a necessity ... They will see what I meant in time. There must be places for human beings to satisfy… — 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
In God's wildness lies the hope of the world-the great fresh unblighted, unredeemed wilderness. The galling harness of civilization drops off, and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Down through the middle of the Valley flows the crystal Merced, River of Mercy, peacefully quiet, reflecting lilies and trees and the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
If the Creator were to bestow a new set of senses upon us, or slightly remodel the present ones, leaving all the… — 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
When we try to pick out anything by itself we find it hitched to everything else in the universe ... The whole… — 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
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
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
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
