Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
JOHN MUIRIt seems supernatural, but only because it is not understood.
More John Muir Quotes
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We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.
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Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.
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This time it is real – all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!
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The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.
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Most people who travel look only at what they are directed to look at. Great is the power of the guidebook maker, however ignorant.
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One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
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Go where we will, all the world over, we seem to have been there before.
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As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing.
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Not blind opposition to progress,but opposition to blind progress.
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If people in general could be got into the woods, even for once, to hear the trees speak for themselves, all difficulties in the way of forest preservation would vanish.
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Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity
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Nothing truly wild is unclean.
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Wander a whole summer if you can, time will not be taken from the sum of your life. Instead of shortening, it will definitely lengthen it and make you truly immortal.
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I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness.
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In God’s wildness lies the hope of the world.
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And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.
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Who wouldn’t be a mountaineer! Up here all the world’s prizes seem nothing.
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Take me into the mountains.
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Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter.
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Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.
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Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.
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Anyhow we never know where we must go, nor what guides we are to get – people, storms, guardian angels, or sheep.
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As age comes on, one source of enjoyment after another is closed, but nature’s sources never fail.
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Wildness is a necessity.
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Mountains are our Holy Land, and we ought to saunter through them reverently, not ‘hike’ through them.
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Night is coming on and I am filled with indescribable loneliness. Felt feverish; bathed in a black, silent stream.
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