If you're John Muir you want trees to 
live among. If you're Emily, a garden
will do. 
Try to find the right place for yourself. 
If you can't find it, at least dream of it. 

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When one is alone and lonely, the body
gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, 
or splashes into the cold river, or
pushes through the ice-crusted snow. 

Anything that touches. 

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God, or the gods, are invisible, quite
understandable. But holiness is visible, 
entirely. 

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Some words will never leave God's mouth, 
no matter how hard you listen.  

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In all the works of Beethoven, you will 
not find a single lie.

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All important ideas must include the trees,
the mountains, and the rivers. 

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To understand many things you must reach out 
of your own condition. 

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For how many years did I wander slowly 
through the forest. What wonder and 
glory I would have missed had I ever been
in a hurry!

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Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still
it explains nothing. 

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The point is, you're you, and that's for keeps.