That devilish Iron Horse, whose ear-rending neigh is heard throughout the town, has muddied the Boiling Spring with his foot, and he… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down? — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
When the chopper would praise a pine, he will commonly tell you that the one he cut was so big that a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Strange that so few ever come to the woods to see how the pine lives and grows and spires, lifting its evergreen… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The very willow-rows lopped every three years for fuel or powder, - and every sizable pine and oak, or other forest tree,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I think that every town should have a park, or rather a primitive forest, of five hundred or a thousand acres, either… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I have heard of many going astray even in the village streets, when the darkness was so thick you could cut it… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
What have I to do with plows? I cut another furrow than you see. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
There is a higher law affecting our relation to pines as well as to men. A pine cut down, a dead pine,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
He who cuts down woods beyond a certain limit exterminates birds. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Nowadays almost all man's improvements, so called, as the building of houses and the cutting down of the forest and of all… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I would that our farmers when they cut down a forest felt some of that awe which the old Romans did when… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I once found a kernel of corn in the middle of a deep wood by Walden, tucked in behind a lichen on… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
We saw men haying far off in the meadow, their heads waving like the grass which they cut. In the distance the… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The mode of clearing and planting is to fell the trees, and burn once what will burn, then cut them up into… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
We worship not the Graces, nor the Parcae, but Fashion. She spins and weaves and cuts with full authority. The head monkey… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
If ever I did a man any goodof course it was something exceptional and insignificant compared with the good or evil which I am… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Men say they know many things; But lo! they have taken wings, — The arts and sciences, And a thousand appliances; The wind that… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“All voting is a sort of gaming, like checkers or back gammon, with a slight moral tinge to it, a playing with right and… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“This spending of the best part of one's life earning money in order to enjoy a questionable liberty during the least valuable part of… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
As for doing good; that is one of the professions which is full. Moreover I have tried it fairly and, strange as it may… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
A traveler who looks at things with an impartial eye may see what the oldest inhabitant has not observed. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
In proportion as our inward life fails, we go more constantly and desperately to the post office. You may depend on it, that the… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The still youthful energies of the globe have only to be directed in their proper channel. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Concord's little arch does not span all our fate, nor is what transpires under it law for the universe. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
