I wish you could come here and rest a year in the simple unmingled love-fountains of God. You would return with fresh truth gathered and absorbed from pines and waterfalls and deep singing winds, and you would find that they all sang of fountain love just as did Jesus Christ.

– John Muir (1838-1914)

Source: My First Summer in the Sierras

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