None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
Whether the flower looks better in the nosegay than in the meadow where it grew and we had to wet our feet to get it! Is the scholastic air any advantage?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the value of natural beauty versus artificial arrangements.
Henry David Thoreau contrasts the beauty of a flower in its natural meadow with its placement in a bouquet, questioning if the aesthetic of the arrangement is truly superior to the flower's natural environment. This contemplation invites us to consider the intrinsic value of nature and the authenticity that comes from experiencing it directly, rather than through a curated or artificial lens.
In practice
In a speech about environmental conservation, one might quote this to highlight the importance of preserving natural habitats.
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
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more.
There is my father whispering in my ear, Be still still still. And yet you change everything. What was the marsh like, waiting for the storm before you came and kneeled in the water? It was nothing. Watch after you leave the water, now cold and regretful, miles from home, certain of the belt on your backside, the cold shoulder, the extra chores; watch. Watch the water heal itself of your presence--not to repair injury but to offer itself again should you care to risk another strapping [...].
The hypocrite, certainly, is a secret atheist; for if he did believe there was a God, he durst not be so bold as to deceive Him to His face.
I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the plane to crash. I envied people dying of cancer. I hated my life. I was tired and bored with my job and my furniture, and I couldn’t see any way to change things. Only end them.
As a body without breath is a corpse, so the church without the Spirit is dead.
She threw into the wine which they were drinking a drug which takes away grief and passion and brings forgetfulness of all ills
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