In this silent, serene wilderness the weary can gain a heart-bath in perfect peace. — John Muir Copy Share Image
To sit in solitude, to think in solitude with only the music of the stream and the cedar to break the flow… — John Muir Copy Share Image
Strange the faithless fuss made about taking a walk in the safest and pleasantest of all places, a wilderness. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. — John Muir Copy Share Image
It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when… — John Muir Copy Share Image
The most distinctive, and perhaps the most impressive, characteristic of American scenery is its wilderness. — 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. — 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
All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world. — John Muir Copy Share Image
To the lover of pure wildness Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world. — 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
