Bears are made of the same dust as we, and they breathe the same winds and drink of the same waters. A… — John Muir Copy Share Image
...Good luck and Good work for the happy mountain raindrops, each one of them a high waterfall in itself, descending from the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
All the wild world is beautiful, and it matters but little where we go, to highlands or lowlands, woods or plains, on… — John Muir Copy Share Image
As age comes on, one source of enjoyment after another is closed, but Nature's sources never fail. Like a generous host, she… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Raindrops blossom brilliantly in the rainbow, and change to flowers in the sod, but snow comes in full flower direct from the… — 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
The great wilds of our country, once held to be boundless and inexhaustible, are being rapidly invaded and overrun in every direction,… — 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
Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or… — John Muir Copy Share Image
No temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life...Awful in stern, immovable… — 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
