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A Poem by Pete
First, there is the power of the wind, constantly exerted over the globe... Here is an almost incalculable power at our disposal, yet how trifling the..
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A Poem by Pete
Experience is in the fingers and head. The heart is inexperienced. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
We have the St. Vitus' dance, and cannot possibly keep our heads still. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
When you knock, ask to see God - none of the servants. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
If the race had never lived through a winter what would they think was coming? - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
How insufficient is all wisdom without love. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
Routine is a ground to stand on, a wall to retreat to; we cannot draw on our boots without bracing ourselves against it. - Thoreau
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A Poem by Pete
If I put my head deliberately into the fire, there is no appeal to fire or to the maker of fire, and I have only myself to blame. - Thoreau
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