"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived."
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"There is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly West. Some courage and some wisdom, blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."
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"language bearers, photographers, diary makers, you with your memory are dead, frozen. lost in a present that never stoops passing. here lives the incantation of matter. a language forever.
like a flame burning away the darkness
life is flesh on bone convulsing above the ground."