Men see God in the ripple, but not in miles of still water. Of all the two thousand miles that the St. Lawrence flows, pilgrims go only to Niagara.
Henry David Thoreau
Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.
There are some who complain most energetically and inconsolably of any, because they are, as they say, doing their duty. I also have in my mind that seemingly wealthy, but most terribly impoverished class of all, who have accumulated dross, but know not how to use it, or get rid of it, and thus have forged their own golden or silver fetters.
It is no dream of mine, To ornament a line; I cannot come nearer to God and Heaven Than I live to Walden even. I am its stony shore, And the breeze that passes o'er; In the hollow of my hand Are its water and its sand, And its deepest resort Lies high in my thought.
There is no scent in it so wholesome as that of the pines, nor any fragrance so penetrating and restorative as the life-everlasting in high pastures.
Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life so. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something.
If we would aim at perfection in any thing, simplicity must not be overlooked.
It's not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: what are we busy about?
The highest that we can attain to is not Knowledge, but Sympathy with Intelligence.