Justice is sweet and musical; but injustice is harsh and discordant.
Henry David Thoreau
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It is a surprising and memorable, as well as valuable experience, to be lost in the woods any time.
Is there not a sort of blood shed when the conscience is wounded? Through this wound a man's real manhood and immortality flow out, and he bleeds to an everlasting death.
He is not looking forward to the sale of his crops or any pecuniary profit, but he is paid by the constant satisfaction which his labor yields him.
Friends... they cherish one another's hopes. They are kind to one another's dreams.
I say, beware of all enterprises that require new clothes, and not rather a new wearer of clothes.
At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be infinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable.
All men want, not something to do with, but something to do, or something to be.
When he has obtained those things which are necessary to life, there is another alternative than to obtain the superfluities; and that is, to adventure on life now, his vacation from humbler toil having commenced.
I rejoice that there are owls. Let them do the idiotic and maniacal hooting for men. It is a sound admirably suited to swamps and twilight woods which no day illustrates, suggesting a vast and undeveloped nature which men have not recognized.
Nothing goes by luck in composition. It allows of no tricks. The best you can write will be the best you are.