We love to see any redness in the vegetation of the temperate zone. It is the color of colors. This plant speaks to our blood....What a perfect maturity it arrives at! It is the emblem of a successful life concluded by a death not premature, which is an ornament to Nature. What if we were to mature as perfectly, root and branch, glowing in the midst of our decay, like the poke!
Henry David ThoreauIn all perception of the truth there is a divine ecstasy, an inexpressible delirium of joy, as when a youth embraces his betrothed virgin.
Henry David ThoreauI learned to regard man as an inhabitant, or a part and parcel of nature, rather than a member of society.
Henry David ThoreauMy spirits infallibly rise in proportion to the outward dreariness. Give me the ocean, the desert, or the wilderness!
Henry David ThoreauI believe that what so saddens the reformer is not his sympathy with his fellows in distress, but, though he be the holiest son of God, is his private ail. Let this be righted, let the spring come to him, the morning rise over his couch, and he will forsake his generous companions without apology.
Henry David Thoreau