Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new.

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Henry David Thoreau

Henry David Thoreau

Profession: Author
Nationality: American


Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new. Henry David Thoreau

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Is not Nature, rightly read, that of which she is commonly taken to be the symbol merely?

It is not part of a true culture to tame tigers, any more than it is to make sheep ferocious.

We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the spirit of undying adventure, never to return—prepared to send back our embalmed hearts only as relics to our desolate kingdoms.

This whole earth in which we inhabit is but a point is space.

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.

Unjust laws exist: shall we be content to obey them, or shall we endeavor to amend them, and obey them until we have succeeded, or shall we transgress them at once?

Wildness is the preservation of the world.

It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far moreglorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.

The walking of which I speak has nothing in it akin to taking exercise, as it is called, as the sick take medicine at stated hours …but it is itself the enterprise and adventure of the day.

In what concerns you much, do not think that you have companions: know that you are alone in the world.

Cape Cod is the bared and bended arm of Massachusetts. The shoulder is at Buzzard's Bay; the elbow at Cape Mallebarre; the wrist at Truro; and the sandy fist at Provincetown.

Even the best things are not equal to their fame.

Live the life you've dreamed.

A howling wilderness does not howl: it is the imagination of the traveler that does the howling.