I like sometimes to take rank hold on life and spend my day more as the animals do.
Henry David Thoreau
But lo! men have become the tools of their tools.
All men want, not something to do with, but something to do, or something to be.
What business have I in the woods, if I am thinking of something out of the woods?
There is in my nature, methinks, a singular yearning toward all wildness.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.