Faint heart never won true friend. O my friend, may it come to pass, once, that when you are my friend I may be yours.
Henry David ThoreauThe animal merely makes a bed, which he warms with his body, in a sheltered place; but man, having discovered fire, boxes up someair in a spacious apartment, and warms that.... Thus he goes a step or two beyond instinct, and saves a little time for the fine arts.
Henry David Thoreau