How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
JOHN MUIREvery sight and sound inspiring, leading one far out of himself, yet feeding and building up his individuality.
More John Muir Quotes
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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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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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In our best times everything turns into religion, all the world seems a church and the mountains altars.
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Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.
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Going to the mountains is going home.
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The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
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It seems supernatural, but only because it is not understood.
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This is Nature’s own reservation, and every lover of wildness will rejoice with me that by kindly frost it is so well defended.
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On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death.
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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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When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.
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Raindrops blossom brilliantly in the rainbow, and change to flowers in the sod, but snow comes in full flower direct from the dark, frozen sky.
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No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty.
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I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness.
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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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