Thoreau for your Monday…

Men frequently say to me,”I should think you would feel lonesome down there, and want to be nearer to folks,rainy and snowy days and nights especially.”I am tempted to reply ┬áto such,-This whole earth which we inhabit is but a point in space.How far apart,think you,dwell the two most distant inhabitants of yonder star?Why should I feel lonely?Is not our planet in the Milky Way?Walden, Or Life In The Woods-

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Thoughts from Thoreau…

Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed and in such desperate enterprises? If man does not keep pace with his companions,perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.Walden, Or Life in the Woods

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Thoughts from Thoreau…

I think that we are not commonly aware that man is our contemporary -that in this strange, outlandish world, so barren, so prosaic,fit not to live in but merely to pass through, that even here so divine a creature as man does actually live.Man, the crowning fact, the god we know.While the earth supports so rare an inhabitant, there is somewhat to cheer us.Who shall say that there is no God, if there is just man?From “The Journal”

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Emerson for your Friday…

<To go into solitude, a man needs to retire as much from his chamber as from society. I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with me. But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and what he touches. One might think the atmosphere was made transparent with this design, to give man, in the heavenly bodies, the perpetual presence of the sublime. Seen in the streets of cities, how great they are! If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.

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