None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
The volatile truth of our words should continually betray the inadequacy of the residual statement.
Interpretation
Our words often fail to capture the true essence of our thoughts and feelings.
Henry David Thoreau highlights the limitations of language in conveying truth. He suggests that the volatility of our words may often reveal their inadequacy, indicating that words alone may struggle to fully express the complexity and depth of our thoughts, experiences, and emotions.
In practice
In a speech about the limitations of communication during a workshop.
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
You are living in a dream of your own creation. Let it be the dream of a lifetime, for that is exactly what it is.
Choices, more choices than we like afterward to believe, are made far backward in the innocence of childhood.
Deep down there was understanding, not of the facts of our lives so much as of our essential natures.
The value of the Old Testament may be dependant on what seems its imperfection. It may repel one use in order that we may be forced to use it in another way-to find the Word in it...to re-live, while we read, the whole Jewish experience of God's gradual and graded self-revelation, to feel the very contentions between the Word and the human material through which it works.
It's a true image, born of a false spectacle.
We were equals once when we lay new-born babes on our nurse's knees. We will be equal again when they tie up our jaws for the last sleep.
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