How many things there are concerning which we might well deliberate whether we had better know them.
Henry David ThoreauFor a man needs only to be turned around once with his eyes shut in this world to be lost...Not 'til we are lost do we begin to find ourselves.
Henry David ThoreauThe constant abrasion and decay of our lives makes the soil of our future growth.
Henry David ThoreauLate in the afternoon we passed a man on the shore fishing with a long birch pole.... The characteristics and pursuits of various ages and races of men are always existing in epitome in every neighborhood. The pleasures of my earliest youth have become the inheritance of other men. This man is still a fisher, and belongs to an era in which I myself have lived.
Henry David Thoreau