Zitat des Tages von Henry David Thoreau:
The language of friendship is not words but meanings.
I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born.
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself.
Make the most of your regrets; never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh.
Faith never makes a confession.
True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance.
There is danger that we lose sight of what our friend is absolutely, while considering what she is to us alone.
How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
A man is rich in proportion to the number of things he can afford to let alone.
The rarest quality in an epitaph is truth.
How could youths better learn to live than by at once trying the experiment of living?
The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.
Never look back unless you are planning to go that way.
It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?
The Artist is he who detects and applies the law from observation of the works of Genius, whether of man or Nature. The Artisan is he who merely applies the rules which others have detected.
Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.
If you would convince a man that he does wrong, do right. Men will believe what they see.
Front yards are not made to walk in, but, at most, through, and you could go in the back way.
Wealth is the ability to fully experience life.
Friends... they cherish one another's hopes. They are kind to one another's dreams.
I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by conscious endeavor.
To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.
If I knew for a certainty that a man was coming to my house with the conscious design of doing me good, I should run for my life.
Only he is successful in his business who makes that pursuit which affords him the highest pleasure sustain him.
Men have become the tools of their tools.
The universe is wider than our views of it.
Through our own recovered innocence we discern the innocence of our neighbors.
The heart is forever inexperienced.
What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.
I think that there is nothing, not even crime, more opposed to poetry, to philosophy, ay, to life itself than this incessant business.
How can any man be weak who dares to be at all?
While civilization has been improving our houses, it has not equally improved the men who are to inhabit them. It has created palaces, but it was not so easy to create noblemen and kings.
We are not what we are, nor do we treat or esteem each other for such, but for what we are capable of being.
Where there is an observatory and a telescope, we expect that any eyes will see new worlds at once.
It is never too late to give up our prejudices.