Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their sermons on the mountains go to our hearts; and if people… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Fresh beauty opens one's eyes wherever it is really seen, but the very abundance and completeness of the common beauty that besets… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every… — John Muir Copy Share Image
No right way is easy in this rough world. We must risk our lives to save them. — John Muir Copy Share Image
No dogma taught by the present civilization seems to form so insuperable an obstacle in a way of a right understanding of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Who reports the works and ways of the clouds, those wondrous creations coming into being every day like freshly upheaved mountains? — John Muir Copy Share Image
Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every… — 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 live with our heels as well as head and most of our pleasure comes in that way. — John Muir Copy Share Image
[Concerning the Water Ouzel, now called American Dipper:] In a general way his music is that of the streams refined and spiritualized.… — 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
Society doesn't need that everybody is behaving in the full normal way... like people in a Buddhist monastery... But eccentricity may also… — John Muir Copy Share Image
It is easier to feel than to realize, or in any way explain, Yosemite grandeur. The magnitudes of the rocks and trees… — 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
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
To the sane and free it will hardly seem necessary to cross the continent in search of wild beauty, however easy the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Plants, animals, and stars are all kept in place, bridled along appointed ways, with one another, and through the midst of one… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I like to walk, touch living Mother Earth—bare feet best, and thrill every step. Used to envy happy reptiles that had advantage… — 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