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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
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John Muir
Age: 76 †
Born: 1838
Born: April 21
Died: 1914
Died: December 24
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God never made an ugly landscape. All that sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild.
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I've had a great time in South America and South Africa. Indeed it now seems that on this pair of wild hot continents I've enjoyed the most fruitful year of my life.
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Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars. This is true freedom, a good practical sort of immortality.
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I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found.
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I like to walk, touch living Mother Earth—bare feet best, and thrill every step. Used to envy happy reptiles that had advantage of so much body in contact with earth, bosom to bosom. [We] live with our heels as well as head and most of our pleasure comes in that way.
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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.
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When a man plants a tree, he plants himself.
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None of Nature's landscapes are ugly so long as they are wild.
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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.
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Divine love is the sublime boss of the universe.
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...every sight and sound inspiring, leading one far out of himself, yet feeding and building up his individuality.
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Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer.
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...therefore all childish fear must be put away.
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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.
John Muir
Winds are advertisements of all they touch, however much or little we may be able to read them telling their wanderings even by their scents alone.
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In God's wildness lies the hope of the world.
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The Big Tree is Nature's forest masterpiece, and so far as I know, the greatest of living things.
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I never saw a discontented tree.
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Yosemite Park is a place of rest, a refuge from the roar and dust and weary, nervous, wasting work of the lowlands, in which one gains the advantages of both solitude and society.
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Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
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