Yosemite Quotes

Yosemite Quote of the day

In God's wildness lies the hope of the world.

Yosemite Park... None can escape its charms. Its natural beauty cleans and warms like a fire, and you will be willing to stay forever in one place like a tree.

But no temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life...as if into this one mountain mansion Nature had gathered her choicest treasures.

Yosemite Park is a place of rest, a refuge from the roar and dust and weary, nervous, wasting work of the lowlands, in which one gains the advantages of both solitude and society.

No temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite.

I knew my destiny when I first experienced Yosemite.

A lot of people think that when you have grand scenery, such as you have in Yosemite, that photography must be easy.

I began taking pictures in the natural world to be able to show people what I was experiencing when I climbed and explored in Yosemite in the High Sierra.

My mama didn't see it comin, my daddy was there. What's my excuse? Cartoons were the root. Started with Yosemite Sam With the gun in the palm of the hand, What couldn't I demand?

I do recall that El Cap seemed to be in much better condition than I was.

When I was about fifteen, I went to work at Yosemite National Park. It changed me forever. Nature had carved its own sculpture, and I was part of it, not the other way around.

The future of Yosemite climbing lies not in Yosemite, but in using the new techniques in the great granite ranges of the world.

Most people are on the world, not in it.

You might be a redneck if your kids are going hungry tonight because you just had to have those Yosemite Sam mud flaps.

Ink cannot tell the glow that lights me at this moment in turning to the mountains. I feel strong [enough] to leap Yosemite walls at a bound.

I am free to confess that I am disappointed with the Yosemite valley. It seems only about one-half as grand as the American Fork canyon.

I used to take my mother to Yosemite. When I turned 14, I got my driver's license, and that's where she'd want to go, so I'd go take her there for two weeks.

It was Chelsea who captures our plummet before it reaches the deepest parts of our vulnerability.

The parts of my mind that apply logic and understanding had somehow abandoned me, and something primitive and instinctual took control.

We don't speak of it, or react to it. Paralyzed in a reality of uncertainty and madness, this is where we are.