It is a way to keep cider sweet without boiling. Let the frost come to freeze them first, solid as stones, and then the rain or a warm winter day to thaw them, and they will seem to have borrowed a flavor from heaven through the medium of the air in which they hang.

Henry David Thoreau

Henry David Thoreau

Profession: Author
Nationality: American

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As long as possible live free and uncommitted.

Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.

I suppose that I have not many months to live: but of course I know nothing about it. I may add that I am enjoying existence as much as ever, and regret nothing.

I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.

Where there is an observatory and a telescope, we expect that any eyes will see new worlds at once.

Be it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel the cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business.

As with our colleges, so with a hundred 'modern improvements'; there is an illusion about them; there is not always a positive advance.

Even the elephant carries but a small trunk on his journeys.

A truly good book…teaches me better than to read it. I must soon lay it down and commence living on its hint. When I read an indifferent book, it seems the best thing I can do, but the inspiring volume hardly leaves me leisure to finish its latter pages. It is slipping out of my fingers while I read…What I began by reading I must finish by acting.

Nations are possessed with an insane ambition to perpetuate the memory of themselves by the amount of hammered stone they leave.

Your church is a baby-house made of blocks.

There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dulness.

Man is the artificer of his own happiness.

Any nobleness begins at once to refine a man's features, any meanness or sensuality to imbrute them.