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The mountains are calling and I must go.

John Muir

Nothing truly wild is unclean.
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Hiking Mountain Nature One Liner Trekking Unclean
Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.
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Bee Book Damage Flower Nature Sweet
Go where we will, all the world over, we seem to have been there before.
JOHN MUIR

Nature Peace Travel World
At the touch of this divine light, the mountains seemed to kindle to a rapt, religious consciousness, and stood hushed like devout worshippers waiting to be blessed.
JOHN MUIR

Bless Conscious Divine Light Mountain Religion Touch Wait Worship
It is always interesting to see people in dead earnest, from whatever cause, and earthquakes make everybody earnest.
JOHN MUIR

Dead Earn Earthquake Interesting People
In our best times everything turns into religion, all the world seems a church and the mountains altars.
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Church Mountain Nature Religion Time Turn
On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death.
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Death Ideas
What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!
JOHN MUIR

Earth Fresh Leaf Psalm Sing Smell Storm Sweet Voice Wash
But it is in the darkest nights, when storms are blowing and the agitated waves are phosphorescent, that the most impressive displays are made.
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Blow Darkness Display Impressive Night Storm Waves
In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks.
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Nature One Liner Receive Seek Travel Walk
The soft light of morning falls upon ripening forests of oak and elm, walnut and hickory, and all Nature is thoughtful and calm.
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Calm Fall Forest Light Morning Nature Ripen
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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Book Direction Guide Ignorant People Power Travel
The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.
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Aware Civilization Healing Wound
No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty.
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Beautiful God One Liner Perfecton Synonym
Going to the woods is going home.
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Home Nature One Liner Peace
Night is coming on and I am filled with indescribable loneliness. Felt feverish; bathed in a black, silent stream.
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Black Feeling Loneliness Night Silence

The mountains are calling and I must go.

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