Category: Henry David Thoreau

In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and my obligations to society.

The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.

I have a great deal of company in the house, especially in the morning when nobody calls.

All men are children, and of one family. The same tale sends them all to bed, and wakes them in the morning.

An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.