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.
JOHN MUIRBut we are governed more than we know, and most when we are wildest.
More John Muir Quotes
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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.
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I am learning to live close to the lives of my friends without ever seeing them. No miles of any measurement can separate your soul from mine.
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The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.
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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!
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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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Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.
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Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever.
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In drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts.
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As if nothing that does not obviously make for the benefit of man had any right to exist; as if our ways were God’s ways.
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We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.
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Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill.
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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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I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
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There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
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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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