It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when the sun gold is richest
John MuirThe gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature, and poetry, and all that is spiritual.
John MuirAll 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 MuirI am very blessed. The Valley is full of people, but they do not annoy me. I revolve in pathless places and in higher rocks than the world and his ribbony wife can reach.
John Muir