To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning. It matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes and labors of men. Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.
Henry David ThoreauWe need to witness our own limits transgressed, and some life pasturing freely where we never wander.
Henry David ThoreauThe next time the novelist rings the bell I will not stir though the meeting-house burn down.
Henry David Thoreau