How narrow we selfish conceited creatures are in our sympathies! How blind to the rights of all the rest of creation!
JOHN MUIRNight is coming on and I am filled with indescribable loneliness. Felt feverish; bathed in a black, silent stream.
More John Muir Quotes
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Hidden in the glorious wildness like unmined gold.
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One must labor for beauty as for bread.
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But we are governed more than we know, and most when we are wildest.
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How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
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Everybody needs beauty, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul alike.
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The making of gardens and parks goes on with civilization all over the world, and they increase both in size and number as their value is recognized.
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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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Nothing dollarable is safe.
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The 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.
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I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness.
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It was the afternoon of the day and the afternoon of his life, and his course was now westward down all the mountains into the sunset.
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We were glad, however, to get within reach of information.
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Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
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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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Going to the woods is going home.
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