Let go of the past and go for the future.

I once found a kernel of corn in the middle of a deep wood by Walden, tucked in behind a lichen on a pine, about as high as my head, either by a crow or a squirrel. It was a mile at least from any corn-field.

The man I meet with is not often so instructive as the silence he breaks.

What avails it that another loves you, if he does not understand you? Such love is a curse.

It is reasonable that a man should be something worthier at the end of the year than he was at the beginning.

I long for wildness, a nature which I cannot put my foot through, woods where the wood thrush forever sings, where the hours are early morning ones, and there is dew on the grass, and the day is forever unproved, where I might have a fertile unknown for a soil about me.

Wealth is the ability to fully experience life.