How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
JOHN MUIRHow glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
JOHN MUIRThe rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing.
JOHN MUIRTo the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.
JOHN MUIRI ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong.
JOHN MUIRThe soft light of morning falls upon ripening forests of oak and elm, walnut and hickory, and all Nature is thoughtful and calm.
JOHN MUIRIn our best times everything turns into religion, all the world seems a church and the mountains altars.
JOHN MUIRThe world’s big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.
JOHN MUIRClimb the mountains and get their good tidings.
JOHN MUIRIt seems supernatural, but only because it is not understood.
JOHN MUIRAnother glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue.
JOHN MUIRNo synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty.
JOHN MUIRGoing to the woods is going home.
JOHN MUIRI have never yet happened upon a trace of evidence that seemed to show that any one animal was ever made for another as much as it was made for itself.
JOHN MUIRIn drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts.
JOHN MUIREverything in Nature called destruction must be creation-a change from beauty to beauty.
JOHN MUIRI care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness.
JOHN MUIR