We need the tonic of the wilderness, to wade sometimes in the marsh where the bitten and the meadow hen lurk, and hear the booming of the snipe; to smell the whispering sedge where only some wilder and more solitary fowl builds her nest, and the mink crawls with its belly close to the ground.
Henry David ThoreauThe purity men love is like the mists which envelope the earth, and not like the azure ether beyond.
Henry David ThoreauWho could believe in the prophecies ... that the world would end this summer, while one milkweed with faith matured its seeds.
Henry David ThoreauWe must love our friend so much that she shall be associated with our purest and holiest thoughts alone.
Henry David Thoreau