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Henry David Thoreau
Henry David Thoreau

Walden Pond
Walden Pond
Old Bridge, Concord, Massachusetts
Old Bridge, Concord, Massachusetts
Thoreau in His Own Time
Thoreau in His Own Time
Being Henry David
Being Henry David
The Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson & Henry David Thoreau
The Journal of Henry David Thoreau: 1837-1861
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Henry Thoreau: A Life of the Mind
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A Life of the Mind

Thoreauvian Modernities
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An Insect View of Its Plain
An Insect View of Its Plain
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H.D. Thoreau
H. D. Thoreau, a Writer's Journal

Thoreau in His Own Time
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A Biographical Chronicle of His Life, Drawn from Recollections, Interviews, and Memoirs by Family, Friends, and Associates


         
Thermorneter at 7a.m. 6°, yet, the fire going out, Sophia's plants are frozen again.

When it was proposed to me to go abroad, rub off some rust, and better my condition in a worldly sense, I fear lest my life will lose some of its homeliness. If these fields and streams and woods, the phenomena of nature here, and the simple occupations of the inhabitants should cease to interest and inspire me, no culture or wealth would atone for the loss. I fear the dissipation that travelling, going into society, even the best, the enjoyment of intellectual luxuries, imply.

If Paris is much in your mind, if it is more and more to you, Concord is less and less, and yet it would be a wretched bargain to accept the proudest Paris in exchange for my native village.

I wish so to live ever as to derive my satisfactions and inspirations from the commonest events, every-day phenomena, so that what my senses hourly perceive, my daily walk, the conversation of my neighbors, may inspire me, and I rray dream of no heaven but that which lies about me.




A man may acquire a taste for wine or brandy, and so lose his love tor water, but should we not pity him?

1856
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