In 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 ThoreauInsane!... Ask the tyrant who is his most dangerous foe, the sane man or the insane?
Henry David ThoreauI delight to come to my bearings,... not to live in this restless, nervous, bustling, trivial Nineteenth Century, but stand or sitthoughtfully while it goes by.
Henry David ThoreauThe opportunities of living are diminished in proportion as what are called the "means" are increased.
Henry David Thoreau