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  • 瓦尔登湖:经济篇32
     I am far from supposing that my case is a peculiar one; no doubt many of my readers would make a similar defence. At doing something―― I will not engage that my neighbors shall pronounce it g...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For1
      At a certain season of our life we are accustomed to consider every spot as the possible site of a house. I have thus surveyed the country on every side within a dozen miles of where I live....
  • 瓦尔登湖:经济篇34
      I read in the Gulistan, or Flower Garden, of Sheik Sadi of Shiraz, that "they asked a wise man, saying: Of the many celebrated trees which the Most High God has created lofty and umbrageous, they ca...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For5
      We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encoura...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For4
      Though the view from my door was still more contracted, I did not feel crowded or confined in the least. There was pasture enough for my imagination. The low shrub oak plateau to which the op...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For3
      The only house I had been the owner of before, if I except a boat, was a tent, which I used occasionally when making excursions in the summer, and this is still rolled up in my garret; but the boat...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For2
      The real attractions of the Hollowell farm, to me, were: its complete retirement, being, about two miles from the village, half a mile from the nearest neighbor, and separated from the highway by a b...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For7
      Shams and delusions are esteemed for soundest truths, while reality is fabulous. If men would steadily observe realities only,and not allow themselves to be deluded, life, to compare it with such...
  • Where I Lived, and What I Lived For6
      Why should we live with such hurry and waste of life? We are determined to be starved before we are hungry. Men say that a stitch in time saves nine, and so they take a thousand stitches today...
  • Reading4
      I aspire to be acquainted with wiser men than this our Concord soil has produced, whose names are hardly known here. Or shall I hear the name of Plato and never read his book? As if Plato were...
  • Reading3
      The works of the great poets have never yet been read by mankind, for only great poets can read them. They have only been read as the multitude read the stars, at most astrologically, not astron...
  • Reading2
      However much we may admire the orator's occasional bursts of eloquence, the noblest written words are commonly as far behind or above the fleeting spoken language as the firmament with its star...
  • Reading1
      With a little more deliberation in the choice of their pursuits,all men would perhaps become essentially students and observers, for certainly their nature and destiny are interesting to all ali...
  • Sounds2
      My house was on the side of a hill, immediately on the edge of the larger wood, in the midst of a young forest of pitch pines and hickories, and half a dozen rods from the pond, to which a narrow...
  • Sounds
      But while we are confined to books, though the most select and classic, and read only particular written languages, which are themselves but dialects and provincial, we are in danger of forgetting...
  • Sounds6
      And hark! here comes the cattle-train bearing the cattle of a thousand hills, sheepcots, stables, and cow-yards in the air,drovers with their sticks, and shepherd boys in the midst of their flocks, a...
  • Sounds5
      Commerce is unexpectedly confident and serene, alert,adventurous, and unwearied. It is very natural in its methods withal, far more so than many fantastic enterprises and sentimental experiments,...
  • Sounds4
      Far through unfrequented woods on the confines of towns, where once only the hunter penetrated by day, in the darkest night dart these bright saloons without the knowledge of their inhabitants;th...
  • Sounds3
      The whistle of the locomotive penetrates my woods summer and winter, sounding like the scream of a hawk sailing over some farmer's yard, informing me that many restless city merchants are arrivi...
  • Sounds7
      Regularly at half-past seven, in one part of the summer, after the evening train had gone by, the whip-poor-wills chanted their vespers for half an hour, sitting on a stump by my door, or upon the...
  • Sounds8
      I rejoice that there are owls. Let them do the idiotic and maniacal hooting for men. It is a sound admirably suited to swamps and twilight woods which no day illustrates, suggesting a vast an...
  • Solitude4
      I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was...
  • Solitude3
      Any prospect of awakening or coming to life to a dead man makes indifferent all times and places. The place where that may occur is always the same, and indescribably pleasant to all our sense...
  • Solitude2
      Yet I experienced sometimes that the most sweet and tender, the most innocent and encouraging society may be found in any natural object, even for the poor misanthrope and most melancholy man. T...
  • Solitude
      This is a delicious evening, when the whole body is one sense,and imbibes delight through every pore. I go and come with a strange liberty in Nature, a part of herself. As I walk along the ston...