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The Heart of Thoreau’s Journals

Henry Thoreau

My desire for knowledge is intermittent; but my desire to commune with the spirit of the universe, to be intoxicated with the fumes, call it, of that divine nectar, to bear my head through atmospheres and over heights unknown to my feet, is perennial and constant.
— Thoreau

 A selection of Henry Thoreau‘s journal entries. It’s widely confessed that his best writing appears in his journals; reading through this, I’m inclined to agree.

“There is little or nothing to be remembered written on the subject of getting an honest living…How to make the getting our living poetic! for if it is not poetic, it is not life but death that we get.”

His journals are less something to be read and put back on the shelf than companions for life. Each brief entry is a meditation on the ways in which we live, the ways in which Thoreau sees, and the treasures of being.