“ 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 Dolla… John Muir
“ A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm,waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm likeworship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silen… John Muir
“ When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. -John Muir, naturalist, explorer, and writer (1838-1914) John Muir
“ If for a moment you are inclined to regard these taluses as mere draggled, chaotic dumps, climb to the top of one of them, and run down without any haggling, puttering hesitation, boldly jumping from… John Muir
“ 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. John Muir
“ Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, days in whose light everything seems equally divine, opening a thousand windows to show us God. John Muir
“ 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 John Muir
“ I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do. John Muir
“ 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. John Muir
“ 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. John Muir
“ Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far! John Muir
“ There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords. John Muir
“ Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. John Muir
