Divine love is the sublime boss of the universe. John Muir More Quotes by John Muir More Quotes From John Muir Wherever we go in the mountains, we find more than we seek. John Muir mountain 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. John Muir wall rocks hands In nothing does man, with his grand notions of heaven and charity, show forth his innate, low-bred, wild animalism more clearly than in his treatment of his brother beasts. From the shepherd with his lambs to the red-handed hunter, it is the same; no recognition of rights - only murder in one form or another. John Muir compassion brother men 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. John Muir yosemite solitude dust C. albus...I think the very loveliest of all the lily family - a spotless soul, plant saint, that every one must love and so be made better. It puts the wildest mountaineer on his good behavior. With this plant the whole world would seem rich though non other existed. John Muir saint soul thinking One may as well dam for water tanks the people's cathedrals and churches, for no holier temple has ever been consecrated by the heart of man. John Muir heart men people Nature has always something rare to show us... and the danger to life and limb is hardly greater than one would experience crouching deprecatingly beneath a roof. John Muir limbs roof danger God has to nearly kill us sometimes, to teach us lessons. John Muir teach lessons sometimes The substance of the winds is too thin for human eyes, their written language is too difficult for human minds, and their spoken language mostly too faint for the ears. John Muir stars eye wind Never while anything is left of me shall this... camp be forgotten. It has fairly grown into me, not merely as memory pictures, but as part and parcel of mind and body alike. John Muir body mind memories The last days of this glacial winter are not yet past; we live in 'creation's dawn.' The morning stars still sing together, and the world, though made, is still being made and becoming more beautiful every day. John Muir stars morning beautiful Who reports the works and ways of the clouds, those wondrous creations coming into being every day like freshly upheaved mountains? John Muir mountain clouds way One should go to the woods for safety, if for nothing else. John Muir woods safety should 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. John Muir running fun long None may wholly escape the good of Nature, however imperfectly exposed to her blessings. The minister will not preach a perfectly flat and sedimentary sermon after climbing a snowy peak; and the fair play and tremendous impartiality of Nature, so tellingly displayed, will surely affect the after pleadings of the lawyer. Fresh air at least will get into everybody, and the cares of mere business will be quenched like the fires of a sinking ship. John Muir climbing fire blessing Bread without butter or coffee without milk is an awful calamity, as if everything before being put in our mouth must first be held under a cow. John Muir cows coffee mouths The tide of visitors will float slowly about the bottom of the valley as harmless scum collecting in hotel and saloon eddies, leaving the rocks and falls eloquent as ever. John Muir climbing rocks fall It is a fine thing to see people in hot earnest about anything. John Muir enthusiasm hot people Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls. John Muir sunset sea islands Indians walk softly and hurt the landscape hardly more than the birds and squirrels, and their brush and bark huts last hardly longer than those of wood rats, while their more enduring monuments, excepting those wrought on the forests by the fires they made to improve their hunting grounds, vanish in a few centuries. John Muir hunting hurt fire
