Henry David Thoreau Quotes
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Nay, be a Columbus to whole new continents and worlds within you, opening new channels, not of trade, but of thought.
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Never look back unless you are planning to go that way.
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Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.
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No face which we can give to a matter will stead us so well at last as the truth. This alone wears well.
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None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
[Age]
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Not only must we be good, but we must also be good for something.
[Goals]
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Not till we are lost, in other words, not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize the infinite extent of our relations.
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Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.
[Begin]
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Nothing goes by luck in composition. It allows of no tricks. The best you can write will be the best you are.
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Nothing is so much to be feared as fear.
[Fear]
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Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
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Nothing more strikingly betrays the credulity of mankind than medicine. Quackery is a thing universal, and universally successful. In this case it is literally true that no imposition is too great for the credulity of men.
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Old deeds for old people, and new deeds for new.
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One may discover a new side to his most intimate friend when for the first time he hears him speak in public. He will be stranger to him as he is more familiar to the audience. The longest intimacy could not foretell how he would behave then
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Only he is successful in his business who makes that pursuit which affords him the highest pleasure sustain him.
[Work]
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Only that day dawns to which we are awake.
[Mornings]
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Only that travelling is good which reveals to me the value of home, and enables me to enjoy it better.
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Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them.
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Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end.
[Attention]
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Our life is frittered away by detail. An honest man has hardly need to count more than his ten fingers, or in extreme cases he may add his ten toes, and lump the rest. Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity!
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