This life we live is a strange dream, and I don't believe at all any account men give of it.
Henry David ThoreauThe oldest, wisest politician grows not more human so, but is merely a gray wharf rat at last.
Henry David ThoreauThe inhabitants of the Cape generally do not complain of their "soil," but will tell you that it is good enough for them to dry their fish on.
Henry David ThoreauThe most stupendous scenery ceases to be sublime when it becomes distinct, or in other words limited, and the imagination is no longer encouraged to exaggerate it. The actual height and breadth of a mountain or a waterfall are always ridiculously small; they are the imagined only that content us.
Henry David Thoreau