Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!
Henry David Thoreau
I love a broad margin to my life.
You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.
All men want, not something to do with, but something to do, or rather something to be.
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.
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?