None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
All men are children, and of one family. The same tale sends them all to bed, and wakes them in the morning.
Interpretation
Everyone shares a common human experience, regardless of age or status.
Henry David Thoreau's quote reflects on the innate childlike qualities present in all humans, suggesting that no matter how different we may seem, we are connected through our fundamental experiences in life. The 'tale' symbolizes the stories and experiences that unite us, highlighting the shared nature of our existence and the cyclical nature of life, where we all begin and end each day in similar ways.
In practice
In a discussion about human connection at a community gathering.
None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Through want of enterprise and faith men are where they are, buying and selling and spending their lives like servants.
An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.
Have no mean hours, but be grateful for every hour, and accept what it brings. The reality will make any sincere record respectable.
As every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in of spring is like the creation of Cosmos out of Chaos and the realization of the Golden Age.
That grand old poem called Winter
He who says there is no such thing as an honest man, you may be sure is himself a knave.
I have spent all my life under a Communist regime, and I will tell you that a society without any objective legal scale is a terrible one indeed. But a society with no other scale but the legal one is not quite worthy of man either.
Forget about your life situation and pay attention to your life. Your life situation exists in time. Your life is now. Your life situation is mind-stuff. Your life is real." "Instead of asking 'what do I want from life?,' a more powerful question is, 'what does life want from me?'
A rarer spirit never Did steer humanity; but you gods will give us Some faults to make us men.
I am a hole in a flute that the Christ's breath moves through. Listen to this music.
Welcome to the Desert of the Real.
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