There is a slumbering subterranean fire in nature which never goes out, and which no cold can chill.
Henry David ThoreauI thought, as I have my living to get, and have not eaten today, that I might go a- fishing. That's the true industry for poets. It is the only trade I have learned.
Henry David ThoreauOne cannot too soon forget his errors and misdemeanors. To dwell long upon them is to add to the offense.
Henry David Thoreau