There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of nature and has his sense still.—Walden
There is no law so strong which a little gladness may not transgress. Pile up your books, the records of sadness, your saws and your laws. Nature is glad outside, and her merry worms within will ere long topple them down.—Journal, 3 January 1853
Why is it that in the lives of men we hear more of the dark wood than the sunny pastures?—Journal, 29 October 1857
You glide along the distant wood-side, full of joy and expectation, seeing nothing but beauty, hearing nothing but music, as free as the fox-colored sparrow . . .—Journal27 January 1858
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