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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!

John Muir

This is Nature’s own reservation, and every lover of wildness will rejoice with me that by kindly frost it is so well defended.
JOHN MUIR

Defend Frost Love Lover Nature Rejoice Reservation Wild
A part of all nature, neither old nor young, sick nor well, but immortal.
JOHN MUIR

Immortal Nature Sick Young
Not blind opposition to progress,but opposition to blind progress.
JOHN MUIR

Blind One Liner Opposition Progress
We were glad, however, to get within reach of information.
JOHN MUIR

Information Knowledge One Liner Reach
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.
JOHN MUIR

Benefit Exist God Man
Everything in Nature called destruction must be creation-a change from beauty to beauty.
JOHN MUIR

Beautiful Change Creation Destruction Nature
I ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong.
JOHN MUIR

Light Love Moon Run Stride Strong Sun
Every sight and sound inspiring, leading one far out of himself, yet feeding and building up his individuality.
JOHN MUIR

Build Feed Himself Individual Inspirational Lead Sight
But it is in the darkest nights, when storms are blowing and the agitated waves are phosphorescent, that the most impressive displays are made.
JOHN MUIR

Blow Darkness Display Impressive Night Storm Waves
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.
JOHN MUIR

Body Flow Past Peace River Sing Substance Vibrate
Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever.
JOHN MUIR

Beautiful Beneath Beyond Forever Nature
There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
JOHN MUIR

Fragment Harmony Nature Relative
To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.
JOHN MUIR

Alaska Country Love Lovers Travel Wonderful World
In God’s wildness lies the hope of the world.
JOHN MUIR

God Hope One Liner Wild World
Mountains are our Holy Land, and we ought to saunter through them reverently, not ‘hike’ through them.
JOHN MUIR

Hiking Land Mountain Travel
Earth has no sorrow that earth can not heal.
JOHN MUIR

Earth Healing Inspirational Nature Pain Sorrow
The soft light of morning falls upon ripening forests of oak and elm, walnut and hickory, and all Nature is thoughtful and calm.
JOHN MUIR

Calm Fall Forest Light Morning Nature Ripen
We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.
JOHN MUIR

Enthusiasm Hiking Mountain Nature Trekking
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.
JOHN MUIR

Holiday Nature Wander Wild World
In drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts.
JOHN MUIR

Deep Dry FAction Fire Healing Heart Plant
If people in general could be got into the woods, even for once, to hear the trees speak for themselves, all difficulties in the way of forest preservation would vanish.
JOHN MUIR

Environment Forest Hear Nature People Preservation Speak Tree Vanish Wood
But we are governed more than we know, and most when we are wildest.
JOHN MUIR

Government Nature Travel Wild
Society speaks and all men listen, mountains speak and wise men listen.
JOHN MUIR

Listen Men Mountain Society Speak Wisdom Wise
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
JOHN MUIR

Nature Travel Walk
Yet how hard most people work for mere dust and ashes and care, taking no thought of growing in knowledge and grace, never having time to get in sight of their own ignorance.
JOHN MUIR

Ash Care Dust Grace Ignorance Inspirational Knowledge People Time Work Work Hard
In our best times everything turns into religion, all the world seems a church and the mountains altars.
JOHN MUIR

Church Mountain Nature Religion Time Turn
The power of imagination makes us infinite.
JOHN MUIR

Imagination Infinite Inspirational One Liner Power Success

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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