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
No Sierra landscape that I have seen holds anything truly dead or dull, or any trace of what in manufactories is called… — John Muir Copy Share Image
God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life… — 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
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
Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, inciting at once to work and rest! — John Muir Copy Share Image
The blessings of one mountain day, whatever his fate, long life, short life, stormy or calm, he is rich forever. — John Muir Copy Share Image
I made these Sierra trips, carrying only a sackful of bread with a little tea and sugar, and was thus independent and… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Of all the mountain ranges I have climbed, I like the Sierra Nevada the best. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, inciting at once to work and rest! Days in whose light everything seems equally divine,… — 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, as… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The world is 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
