So extraordinary is Nature with her choicest treasures, spending plant beauty as she spends sunshine, pouring it forth into land and sea,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I should study Nature's laws in all their crossings and unions; I should follow magnetic streams to their source and follow the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Wildness was ever sounding in our ears, and Nature saw to it that besides school lessons some of her own lessons should… — 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... — John Muir Copy Share Image
Wilderness is not only a haven for native plants and animals but it is also a refuge from society. Its a place… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“When we tug at a single thing in nature, we find it attached to the rest of the world.” — John Muir Copy Share Image
So abundant and novel are the objects of interest in a pure wilderness that unless you are pursuing special studies it matters… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“If for a moment you are inclined to regard these taluses as mere draggled, chaotic dumps, climb to the top of one… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The mountains are fountains of men as well as of rivers, of glaciers, of fertile soil. The great poets, philosophers, prophets, able… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature's loveliness. Heaven knows that John the Baptist was not more… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
All wilderness seems to be full of tricks and plans to drive and draw us up into God's light. — 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
These temple destroyers, devotees of ravaging commercialism, seem to have a perfect contempt for Nature, and, instead of lifting their eyes to… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Who publishes the sheet-music of the winds or the music of water written in river-lines? — 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
Many of Nature's finest lessons are to be found in her storms, and if careful to keep in right relations with them,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Yosemite Park... None can escape its charms. Its natural beauty cleans and warms like a fire, and you will be willing to… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about… — John Muir Copy Share Image
In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace. — John Muir Copy Share Image
When one tugs at a single thing in nature; he finds it attached to the rest of the world. Variant - When… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“The world's big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.” — 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
