Writing is like the life of a glacier; one eternal grind.
JOHN MUIRWe all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.
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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Yet through all this stress the forest is maintained in marvelous beauty.
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How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
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I ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made me strong.
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One must labor for beauty as for bread.
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Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter.
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The galling harness of civilization drops off, and wounds heal ere we are aware.
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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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Night is coming on and I am filled with indescribable loneliness. Felt feverish; bathed in a black, silent stream.
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This time it is real – all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death!
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One day’s exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books.
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It seems supernatural, but only because it is not understood.
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The world, we are told, was made especially for man – a presumption not supported by all the facts.
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I have never yet happened upon a trace of evidence that seemed to show that any one animal was ever made for another as much as it was made for itself.
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The power of imagination makes us infinite.
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