It seems supernatural, but only because it is not understood.
JOHN MUIRWhat 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!
More John Muir Quotes
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A part of all nature, neither old nor young, sick nor well, but immortal.
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To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.
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Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.
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All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world’s wildernesses I first should wander.
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In the beauty and grandeur of individual trees, and in number and variety of species, the Sierra forests surpass all others.
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Nothing truly wild is unclean.
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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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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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When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.
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Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.
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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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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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Not blind opposition to progress,but opposition to blind progress.
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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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Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever.
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