Quotes
Quotes - Thoreau
I say, beware of all enterprises that require new clothes, and not rather a wearer of new clothes.
A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.
What does education often do? It makes a straight cut ditch of a free meandering brook.
It's not enough to be busy. The question is: What are we busy about?
The heart is forever inexperienced.
None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm
We must have infinite faith in each other. If we have not, we must never let it leak out that we have not.
The smallest seed of faith is better than the largest fruit of happiness.
Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.
Even the best things are not equal to their fame.
The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation . . . . A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind.
Books are the treasured wealth of the world and the fit inheritance of generations and nations.
Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new.
If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
LightWinged Smoke Lightwinged Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight, Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets as thy nest; Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts; By night star-veiling, and by day Darkening the light and blotting out the sun; Go thou my incense upward from this hearth, And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame. -Henry David Thoreau-.
Haste makes waste, no less in life than in housekeeping.
Music is perpetual, and only the hearing is intermittent.
What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
Humility like darkness reveals the heavenly lights.
Be true to your work, your word, and your friend.
The world is but a canvas to our imagination.
It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see.
After the first blush of sin comes its indifference.
One may discover a new side to his most intimate friend when for the first time he hears him speak in public. He will be stranger to him as he is more familiar to the audience. The longest intimacy could not foretell how he would behave then.
