Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. – John Muir
Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life. – John Muir
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. – John Muir
Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life. – John Muir
Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it. – John Muir
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. – John Muir