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Henry David Thoreau: top 300 quotes
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Life (n.) is rare. We live but a fraction of our lives.
Life (n.) is a counter friction which stops the machine.
Life (n.) is merely existence when it is a life without dreams or aspirations.
Life (n.) is lived by few people. It is only upon death that many people discover that they have never lived.
Life (n.) is about what is inside. What lives within us is vastly more important than what lies behind us and what lies ahead of us.
Success (n.) is a thing the universe will conspire to bring about when a man truly commits
Success (n.) is what usually comes to those who are too busy lo be looking for it.
Success (n.) is achieved by holding a picture of a successful outcome in mind.
Success (n.) is to greet the day and the night with joy, when life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal.
Success (n.) comes, unexpected in common hours, to one who advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined.
Success (n.) is, for every man, in proportion to his average ability.
Politics (n.) is the gizzard of society, full of gut and gravel.
Politics (n.) is the gizzard of society, full of grit and gravel, and the two political parties are its two opposite halves - sometimes split into quarters - which grind on each other. Not only individuals, but states, have thus a confirmed dyspepsia.
Language (n.) is a symptom of our brokenness. In a world of peace and love, music would be the universal language.
Fear (n.) is not to be feared — Nothing is so much to be feared as Fear
Winter (n.) is a time in which warmth stands for all virtue.
Winter (n.) is a time in which we lead a more inward life, with hearts warm and cheery, like cottages under drifts.
Winter (n.) is a thing possessing a concentrated and nutty kernel, if one knows where to look for it.
Winter (n.) is a season whose natural purity reveals itself in those little virtues that survive in the bare fields, the tinkling woods, in the coldest and the bleakest places.
Winter (n.) is the time for study, and the colder it is the more studious we are.
October (n.) is the year's sunset sky while November is the later twilight.
October (n.) is the month for painted leaves... and as fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, it acts as the sunset sky of the year near its setting.
October (n.) shows, in the hues of its sunsets, the portals to other mansions than those which we occupy, not far off geographically.
October (n.) has hardly tinged our poetry.
October (n.) holds Nature's own annual fair, not only in the streets, but in every hollow and on every hill-side.
Mythology (n.) is the crop which the Old World bore before its soil was exhausted.
Empiricism (n.) is not always the wise approach — it is not worth the while to go round the world to count the cats in Zanzibar.