This time it is real – all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!
JOHN MUIRThis time it is real – all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!
JOHN MUIRWe all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.
JOHN MUIRGoing to the mountains is going home.
JOHN MUIRThere is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
JOHN MUIRSociety speaks and all men listen, mountains speak and wise men listen.
JOHN MUIREvery hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.
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 MUIRWildness is a necessity.
JOHN MUIRBetween every two pines is a doorway to a new world.
JOHN MUIRThe sun shines not on us but in us.
JOHN MUIRWho wouldn’t be a mountaineer! Up here all the world’s prizes seem nothing.
JOHN MUIROn no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death.
JOHN MUIRHandle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.
JOHN MUIRNothing dollarable is safe.
JOHN MUIRTherefore all childish fear must be put away.
JOHN MUIREarth has no sorrow that earth can not heal.
JOHN MUIR