Friday, July 22, 2011

Henry David Thoreau

The night veils without doubt a part of this glorious creation; but day comes to reveal to us this great work, which extends from earth even into the plains of the ether. (Henry David Thoreau, Walden, p. 374)

The perch swallows the grubworm, the pickerel swallows the perch, and the fisherman swallows the perch; and so all the chinks in the scale of being are filled. (Henry David Thoreau, Walden, p. 376) 22 July 2011

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