John Muir, also known as “John of the Mountains” and “Father of the National Parks”, was an influential Scottish-American naturalist, inventor, author, environmental philosopher, glaciologist, and early advocate for the preservation of wilderness in the United States of America. He was perhaps most famous and influential naturalist. Best John Muir quotes will make you appreciate the beauty of nature, touch your heart and inspire love of outdoors.
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Best John Muir Quotes
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe. John Muir
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness. John Muir
Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it. John Muir
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. John Muir
The morning stars still sing together, and the world, not yet half made, becomes more beautiful every day. John Muir
The mountains are calling and I must go. 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
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 away from you like the leaves of Autumn. John Muir
I am learning to live close to the lives of my friends without ever seeing them. No miles of any measurement can separate your soul from mine. John Muir
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. John Muir
The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. John Muir
The world’s big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark. John Muir
None of Nature’s landscapes are ugly so long as they are wild. John Muir
And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul. John Muir
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. John Muir
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. John Muir
There is a love of wild Nature in everybody, an ancient mother love ever showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties. 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
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. John Muir
In every walk with Nature one receives far more than he seeks. John Muir
Yosemite Park is a place of rest. None can escape its charms. Its natural beauty cleans and warms like a fire, and you will be willing to stay forever in one place like a tree. John Muir
The world, we are told, was made especially for man a presumption not supported by all the facts. John Muir
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. John Muir
Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt. John Muir
Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another. John Muir
As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can. John Muir
There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself. John Muir
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls. John Muir
Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever. John Muir
The power of imagination makes us infinite. 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
Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world. John Muir
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. John Muir
Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it. John Muir
I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. John Muir
We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us. John Muir
To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world. John Muir
Going to the mountains is going home. John Muir
We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men. John Muir
Everybody needs beauty places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul alike. John Muir
One should go to the woods for safety, if for nothing else. John Muir
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love. John Muir
Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. John Muir
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. 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
There is a love of wild nature in everybody, an ancient mother love showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties. John Muir
All the world was before me and every day was a holiday, so it did not seem important to which one of the world’s wildernesses I first should wander. John Muir
Earth has no sorrow that earth can not heal. John Muir
Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains. John Muir
How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! John Muir
The mountains are calling and I must go. John Muir
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where Nature may heal and cheer and give strength to body and soul alike. John Muir
Going to the mountains is going home. John Muir
There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself. John Muir
We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us. John Muir
When we tug at a single thing in nature, we find it attached to the rest of the world. John Muir
How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! John Muir
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; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life. John Muir
Who wouldn’t be a mountaineer! Up here all the world’s prizes seem nothing. John Muir
This time it is real all must die, and where could mountaineer find a more glorious death! John Muir
One day’s exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books. John Muir
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. John Muir
Then, after a long fireside rest and a glance at my notebook, I cut a few leafy branches for a bed, and fell into the clear, death like sleep of the tired mountaineer. John Muir
Few places in this world are more dangerous than home. Fear not, therefore, to try the mountain passes. They will kill care, save you from deadly apathy, set you free, and call forth every faculty into vigorous, enthusiastic action. John Muir
But the darkest scriptures of the mountains are illumined with bright passages of love that never fail to make themselves felt when one is alone. John Muir
Not blind opposition to progress,but opposition to blind progress. John Muir
The battle for conservation must go on endlessly. It is part of the universal warfare between right and wrong. John Muir
Yet how hard most people work for mere dust and ashes and care, taking no thought of growing in knowledge and grace, never having time to get in sight of their own ignorance. John Muir
The sun shines not on us but in us. John Muir
Who wouldn’t be a mountaineer! Up here all the world’s prizes seem nothing. John Muir
Any fool can destroy trees. They cannot run away. John Muir
I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness. John Muir
Most people are on the world, not in it. John Muir
One day’s exposure to mountains is better than a cartload of books. John Muir
The deeper the solitude the less the sense of loneliness, and the nearer our friends. John Muir
Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings. John Muir
Here are the roots of all the life of the valleys, and here more simply than elsewhere is the eternal flux of nature manifested. John Muir
God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fool. John Muir
Here I could stay tethered forever with just bread and water, nor would I be lonely; loved friends and neighbors, as love for everything increased, would seem all the nearer however many the miles and mountains between us. John Muir
No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or planning the movements of water, or gardening still all is Beauty! John Muir
Any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every way. John Muir
How narrow we selfish conceited creatures are in our sympathies! How blind to the rights of all the rest of creation! John Muir
Nothing truly wild is unclean. John Muir
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
