#Thoreau

[a-disaster-piece]

“By my intimacy with nature, I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the sun and the moon, in the morning and the evening, compels me to solitude.”

—Henry David Thoreau

(via @agharthha)

[bagelsbites]

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[hamletthedane]

I hate the “Thoreau’s mom did his laundry” criticism so much, it drives me crazy.

Henry Thoreau did not go to Walden Pond because he thought it would be a fun adventure. He went into the woods because he was deeply depressed and burnt out. He was running from the horror of his brother and best friend recently dying in his arms, and the haunting memory of causing the Fairhaven Bay fire. His friend Ellery Channing literally gave him the ultimatum of either taking some time off to write and think, or else be institutionalized.

I think Thoreau’s mother saw her depressed son choosing to retreat into a small cabin in the woods, and was worried about him. Of course she did his laundry - just as Ralph Waldo Emerson probably brought him firewood and bread. These were not chores of obligation to support a “great” man, but services of love to help their deeply depressed 28yo son and friend.

And if you ask me, there’s a lesson in that - to “suck out the marrow of life” and “live deliberately,” one must also accept help offered from the people in your life who love you. There is no true transcendentalism or individualism without love and friendship behind it.

[mythologyofblue]

"Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing it is not fish they are after." -Michael Baughman, excerpt from A River Seen Right (Lyons Press, 1995) p. 68-69, paraphrasing Henry David Thoreau

[geopsych]

"All that a man has to say or do that can possibly concern mankind, is in some shape or other to tell the story of his love,—to sing; and, if he is fortunate and keeps alive, he will be forever in love. This alone is to be alive to the extremities." —Henry David Thoreau

[roadtripnewengland]

It has been over 175 years since Thoreau lived at Walden, yet the seasonal cycle remains unchanged. In The Pond in Winter, he marveled at the ice forming “like a pearl or a diamond in the sky,” a transformation still visible today. This frozen log, encased in ice, reflects the same timeless rhythms he observed—the shifting of water to solid, the quiet pause before spring’s renewal.

Thoreau was captivated by nature’s patterns, what we now call phenology—the study of seasonal changes. He watched as “the sun looks on our ice with warm side-long glances,” just as it does now, softening its grip before the inevitable thaw. This interplay of freeze and melt shapes the landscape, a quiet but powerful force moving in its ancient rhythm.

Standing at Walden Pond in winter, it’s easy to see why Thoreau found inspiration here. The ice, the bare trees, the quiet reflection of the sky—these moments remind us that while the world changes, nature’s cycles endure. #WaldenPond #Thoreau #WinterReflections #NewEnglandNature #Phenology

[freezercat]

"He was a lucky fox that left his tail in the trap. The muskrat will gnaw his third leg off to be free. No wonder man has lost his elasticity."

- Henry David Thoreau

[libriaco]

Stasera parliamo di...

I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well. Unfortunately, I am confined to this theme by the narrowness of my experience. Cioè: Non parlerei così tanto di me stesso se ci fosse qualcun altro che conoscessi altrettanto bene. Sfortunatamente, mi devo limitare a questo argomento per l'esiguità della mia esperienza.

H. D. Thoreau, Walden or Life in the woods [1854]. Online su Gutenberg

Anch'io parlo sempre di me stesso, sia pure in maniera contortamente indiretta…

[kirbyepicyarn134]

or perhaps too much paradise?

hope you don’t mind @goldeninsanity50

i drew the forest from your fic

[sad-nooting-tuna]

It's perfectly normal to hyperfixate on a Pixl from a 2007 mario spinoff game with like ten lines of dialogue.

[dk-thrive]

My literary heroes who were known to keep a diary: TOLSTOY; THOREAU; WOOLF; CORNELL. To be like Thoreau and write everything down. Then to return like a ship to the same diary page.

— Orhan Pamuk, "Memories of Distant Mountains: Illustrated Notebooks, 2009-2022." Translated by Ekin Oklap. (Knopf, November 26, 2024)

[contremineur]

[...] an onslaught of repeated light across an afternoon reaching toward another that this one, somewhere, ends.

Cole Swensen, final lines to Thoreau (in On walking on, Nightboat Books 2017)

via here – thank you, whisperthatruns

[thepursuitofunderstanding]

There will never be a really free and enlightened State until the State comes to recognize the individual as a higher and independent power, from which all its own power and authority are derived, and treats him accordingly.

Henry David Thoreau

[philosophybitmaps]

[thefreethoughtprojectcom]

Take a hint from Henry David Thoreau, and become self-reliant. Forget compliance. Consider (legitimate) civil disobedience.

Read More: https://thefreethoughtproject.com/solutions/considerations-on-civil-disobedience-lessons-from-henry-david-thoreau

#TheFreeThoughtProject

[geopsych]

“This earth which is spread out like a map around me is but the lining of my inmost soul exposed.”

~ Henry Thoreau