The only fruit which even much living yields seems to be often only some trivial success,--the ability to do some slight thing better. We make conquest only of husks and shells for the most part,--at least apparently,--but sometimes these are cinnamon and spices, you know.
Henry David ThoreauLet a slight snow come and cover the earth, and the tracks of men will show how little the woods and fields are frequented.
Henry David ThoreauThe object of love expands and grows before us to eternity, until it includes all that is lovely, and we become all that can love.
Henry David Thoreau