A thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood.
Henry David ThoreauA truly good book is something as wildly natural and primitive, mysterious and marvelous, ambrosial and fertile as a fungus or a lichen.
Henry David ThoreauI am alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit.
Henry David ThoreauEvery man will be a poet if he can; otherwise a philosopher or man of science. This proves the superiority of the poet.
Henry David ThoreauHe may travel who can subsist on the wild fruits and game of the most cultivated country.
Henry David Thoreau