The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual. – John Muir
There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creations braggart lords. – John Muir
Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it. – John Muir
The glories of a mountain campfire are far greater than may be guessed…. One can make a day of any size, and regulate the rising and setting of his own sun and the brightness of its shining. – John Muir