“To lovers of the wild, these mountains are not a hundred miles away. Their spiritual power and the goodness of the sky make them near, as a circle of friends. ... You cannot feel yourself out of doors; plain, sky, and mountains ray beauty which you feel. You bathe in these spirit-beams, turning round and round, as if warming at a camp-fire. Presently you lose consciousness of your own separate existence: you blend with the landscape, and become part and parcel of nature.” IfsFeelsSpiritualSpiritLosesExistenceConsciousnessFireDoorsSkyLoversMountainGoodnessHundredUnityRoundsMilesCirclesLandscapeCampsRaysBeamMiles AwayParcelSpiritual PowerCircle Of Friends Book:Meditations of John Muir: Nature's Temple Source: Meditations of John Muir: Nature's Temple
“My own lov'd light, That very soft and solemn spirit worships, That lovers love so well--strange joy is thine, Whose influence o'er all tides of soul hath power, Who lend'st thy light to rapture and despair; The glow of hope and wan hue of sick fancy Alike reflect thy rays: alike thou lightest The path of meeting or of parting love-- Alike on mingling or on breaking hearts Thou smil'st in throned beauty!” WellsHeartSoulLightJoySpiritMy OwnPathInfluenceStrangeLoversMoonDespairWorshipSickMeetingsFancyRaysTidesSolemnPartingRaptureHeart BreakHueMinglingLovers Love Author:Charles Robert Maturin
“The spirit of God, like the sun, always gives all its light at once. The spirit of man resembles the pale moon, which has its phases, its absences and its returns, its lucidity and its spots, its fullness and its disappearance, which borrows all its light from the rays of the sun, and which still dares to intercept them on occasion.” MenGivingStillsGodLightSpiritSunHuman NaturePrideReturnMoonDareAbsenceSpotsOccasionsRaysPalePhasesFullnessSpirit Of GodDisappearanceLucidity Author:Victor Hugo