Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the business of living?

I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise up higher, with words and words in phrases.

A feminist is any woman who tells the truth about her life

They all dreamt of each other that night, as was natural, considering how thin the partitions were between them, and how strangely they had been lifted off the earth to sit next each other in mid-ocean, and see every detail of each others' faces, and hear whatever they chanced to say.

I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls.

Walden - all his books, indeed - are packed with subtle, conflicting, and very fruitful discoveries. They are not written to prove something in the end. They are written as the Indians turn down twigs to mark their path through the forest. He cuts his way through life as if no one had ever taken that road before, leaving these signs for those who come after, should they care to see which way he went.

But I beneath a rougher sea, And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he.