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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.
Category: Beauty Author: John Muir
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The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual.
Category: Civilization Author: John Muir
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When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
Category: Environment Author: John Muir
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There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.
Category: Flowers Author: John Muir
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How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
Category: Light Author: John Muir
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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.
Category: Nature Author: John Muir
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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.
Category: Nature Author: John Muir
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Nature chose for a tool, not the earthquake or lightning to rend and split asunder, not the stormy torrent or eroding rain, but the tender snow-flowers noiselessly falling through unnumbered centuries.
Category: Nature Author: John Muir
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When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.
Category: Philosophical Author: John Muir
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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.
Category: Solitude Author: John Muir
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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. They 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!
Category: Trees Author: John Muir
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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.
Category: Trees Author: John Muir
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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. Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings, while incense is ever flowing from the balsam bells and leaves. No wonder the hills and groves were God's first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.
Category: Trees Author: John Muir
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We all travel the milky way together, trees and men... trees are travellers, in the ordinary sense. They make journeys, not very extensive ones, it is true: but our own little comes and goes are only little more than tree-wavings - many of them not so much.
Category: Trees Author: John Muir
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Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.
Category: Trees Author: John Muir
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I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
Category: Walking Author: John Muir
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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.
Category: Walking Author: John Muir
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In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.
Category: Walking Author: John Muir
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