...full of God's thoughts, a place of peace and safety amid the most exalted grandeur and enthusiastic action, a new song, a… — John Muir Copy Share Image
As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood,… — John Muir Copy Share Image
When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will… — 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
No temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life. Some lean back… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Anyhow we never know where we must go, nor what guides we are to get---people,storms, guardian angels, or sheep.... — 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
What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I was awakened by a tremendous earthquake, and though I hadn ever before enjoyed a storm of this sort, the strange thrilling… — 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
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
I must return to the mountains-to Yosemite. I am told that the winter storms there will not be easily borne, but I… — 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
All Nature's wildness tells the same story: the shocks and outbursts of earthquakes, volcanoes, geysers, roaring, thundering waves and floods, the silent… — 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
