John Muir Quotes About Earth
-
Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
→ -
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
→ -
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.
→ -
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.
→ -
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
→ -
Earth has no sorrow that earth can not heal.
→ -
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.
→ -
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.
→ -
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.
→ -
No dogma taught by the present civilization seems to form so insuperable an obstacle in a way of a right understanding of the relations which culture sustains as to wilderness, as that which declares that the world was made especially for the uses of men. Every animal, plant, and crystal controverts it in the plainest terms. Yet it is taught from century to century as something ever new and precious, and in the resulting darkness the enormous conceit is allowed to go unchallenged.
→ -
A man, in his books, may be said to walk the earth a long time after he is gone.
→ -
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!
→ -
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
→ -
John Muir, Earth-planet, Universe.
→
Related Authors
-
John Burroughs Essayist -
Ralph Waldo Emerson Essayist -
Donald Worster Professor -
Ansel Adams Photographer -
Mary Hunter Austin Writer -
-
Edward Abbey Author -
George Bird Grinnell Anthropologist -
Theodore Roosevelt 26th U.S. President -
Rachel Carson Marine biologist -
-
David R. Brower Environmentalist -
John James Audubon Ornithologist -
Joseph LeConte Geologist -
Aldo Leopold Author -
Henry David Thoreau Author -
Gifford Pinchot Former Governor of Pennsylvania -
Gaylord Nelson Former United States Senator -
Upton Sinclair Author -
Alexander von Humboldt Naturalist