Henry David Thoreau

The broadest and most prevalent error requires the most disinterested virtue to sustain it.

It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?

What is human warfare but just this; an effort to make the laws of God and nature take sides with one party.

Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but religiously follows the new.

Success usually comes to those who are too busy to be looking for it.

If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

Sense shines with a double luster when it is set in humility. An able yet humble man is a jewel worth a kingdom.

Are you using your pain as an excuse or as a source of strength?

The only living works are those which have drained much of the author’s own life into them.

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.

The beginning is the most important part of the work.

Obscurity and competence: That is the life that is worth living.

Do not try to live forever. You will not succeed.

There are three wants which never can be satisfied: that of the rich, who wants something more; that of the sick, who wants something different; and that of the traveler, who says, Anywhere but here.

It is the mark of a truly intelligent person to be moved by statistics.

People usually think according to their inclinations, speak according to their learning and ingrained opinions, but generally act according to custom.

Statistics show that of those who contract the habit of eating, very few survive.

Surely life, if it be not long, is tedious, since we are forced to call in the assistance of so many trifles to rid us of our time, of that time which never can return.

I was the same old me. Just like the Moon yesterday. But because of all the other factors that came to play, the darkness, the brightness, the blood red color. They all were a reflection, a projection due to the perfect set of circumstances. The Moon was still the Moon. But it was still labeled the Super Blue Blood Moon, Just so we can have some understanding, but, again I’ll state, the Moon was still just the Moon, just like I was still just me. Whatever you project on me, and I reflect back, doesn’t then make me become a new person, it’s just a reflection of your projection. I am still just me.

Read not to contradict and confute, not to believe and take for granted, not to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested: that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read, but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.

Exploring the mysteries of myself and the world. Sensual, powerful, wise… on my path…