And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.

Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

Come to the woods, for here is rest.

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 alike.

Going to the mountains is going home.

Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.

How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!

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

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

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.

Living artificially in towns, we are sickly, and never come to know ourselves.

Nature in her green, tranquil woods heals and soothes all afflictions.

None of Nature’s landscapes are ugly so long as they are wild.

Nothing truly wild is unclean.

One day’s exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books.

One should go to the woods for safety, if for nothing else.

One touch of nature makes all the world kin.

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.

Sheep, like people, are ungovernable when hungry.

Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.

Take a course of good water and air, and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own.

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

The mountains are calling and I must go.

The power of imagination makes us infinite.

The snow is melting into music.

The sun shines not on us but in us.

The whole wilderness seems to be alive and familiar, full of humanity.

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

The world, we are told, was made especially for man – a presumption not supported by all the facts.

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.

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

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

/ John Muir

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