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
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
They tell us that plants are not like man immortal, but are perishable-soul -less. I think that is something that we know… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I wish I knew where I was going. Doomed to be carried of the spirit into the wilderness, I suppose. I wish… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The axe and saw are insanely busy, chips are flying thick as snowflakes, and every summer thousands of acres of priceless forests,… — 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
“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
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
