Quote by John Muir
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring st

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

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Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Natures peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you… while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. – John Muir

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Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

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How dear the woods are! You beautiful trees! I love every one of you as a friend. – Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea, 1909

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The best part of happiness is the pines. – Terri Guillemets

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Trees are much like human beings and enjoy each other’s company. Only a few love to be alone. – Jens Jensen, Siftings, 1939

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