To sit in solitude, to think in solitude with only the music of the stream and the cedar to break the flow… — 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
To lovers of the wild, these mountains are not a hundred miles away. Their spiritual power and the goodness of the sky… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I used to envy the father of our race, dwelling as he did in contact with the new-made fields and plants of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Everybody needs beauty...places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“You bathe in these spirit-beams, turning round and round, as if warming at a camp-fire. Presently you lose consciousness of your own… — 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
“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
Strange the faithless fuss made about taking a walk in the safest and pleasantest of all places, a wilderness. — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where Nature may heal and cheer and give… — John Muir Copy Share Image
God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save… — 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
One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature-inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we… — John Muir Copy Share Image
None may wholly escape the good of Nature, however imperfectly exposed to her blessings. The minister will not preach a perfectly flat… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Every purely natural object is a conductor of divinity, and we have but to expose ourselves in a clean condition to any… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
A man, in his books, may be said to walk the earth a long time after he is gone. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The most distinctive, and perhaps the most impressive, characteristic of American scenery is its wilderness. — 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
