John Muir Quotes

The grand show is eternal It is always sunrise somewhere

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

Of all the path you take in life make sure a few of them are dirt.

In every walk with the nature one receives far more than he seeks.

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.

God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity.

I every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.

Wilderness is a necessity... there must be places for human beings to satisfy their souls.

The mountains are calling and I must go.

As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing.

I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I'll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can".

Thousands of tired, never-shaken, over civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountain is going home, that wilderness is a necessity.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature;

he finds it attached to the rest of the world. Variant - When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe. Variant - Tug on anything at all and you'll find it connected to everything else in the universe.

To sit in solitude, to think in solitude with only the music of the stream and the cedar to break the flow of silence, there lies the value of wilderness.

Keep close to nature's heart... and break clear away, once in a while, and climb a mountain, or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild.

The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.

I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news

When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.

This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.

Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.

Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the logcock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains.

The United States government has always been proud of the welcome it has extended to good men of every nation, seeking freedom and homes and bread.

While cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

The power of imagination makes us infinite.

Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life.

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.

Any fool can destroy trees, they cannot run away.

Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away; and if they could, they would still be destroyed-chased and hunted down as long as fun or a dollar could be got of their bark hides.

Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.

The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.

Only spread a fern-frond over a man's head and worldly cares are cast out, and freedom and beauty and peace come in.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!

Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.

In God's wildness lies the hope of the world.

The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men.

Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another.

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.

The sun shines not on us but in us.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

Yosemite Park... None can escape its charms. Its natural beauty cleans and warms like a fire, and you will be willing to stay forever in one place like a tree.

These beautiful days ... do not exist as mere pictures - maps hung upon the walls of memory to brighten at times when touched by association or will ... They saturate themselves into every part of the body and live always.

These temple destroyers, devotees of ravaging commercialism, seem to have a perfect contempt for Nature, and, instead of lifting their eyes to the God of the mountains, lift them to the Almighty Dollar.

Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.

Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial meadows, in craggy garden nooks full of nature's darlings.

Going into the woods, is going home

In the eternal youth of Nature, you may renew your own.

Look! Nature is overflowing with the grandeur of God!

But no temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite.

Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life...as if into this one mountain mansion Nature had gathered her choicest treasures.