Accounts Quote by Henry David Thoreau
“After reading Howitt's account of the Australian gold-diggings one evening,... I asked myself why I might not be washing some golddaily, though it were only the finest particles,--why I might not sink a shaft down to the gold within me, and work that mine… At any rate, I might pursue some path, however solitary and narrow and crooked, in which I could walk with love and reverence.”
