But men labor under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon plowed into the soil for compost.
Henry David ThoreauI could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up.
Henry David ThoreauShow me two villages, one embowered in trees and blazing with all the glories of October, the other a merely trivial and treelesswaste, or with only a single tree or two for suicides, and I shall be sure that in the latter will be found the most starved and bigoted religionists and the most desperate drinkers.
Henry David ThoreauIt is surprising how many great men and women a small house will contain. I have had twenty-five or thirty souls, with their bodies, at once under my roof, and yet we often parted without being aware that we had come very near to one another.
Henry David Thoreau