Henry David Thoreau

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United States writer and social critic (1817-1862)


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Henry Thoreau will be at the summit, relating his experiences of his 1857 trip to the summit, and let you use his new spyglass to see the spectacular view.
Our common dwelling: Henry Thoreau, Transcendentalism, and the class politics of nature.
Building America: Henry Thoreau and the American Home.
His anarchism, he stresses, is not that of "a sallow garret-rat translating Proudhon by pirated kilowatt, nor a militiaman catechized by the Classic Comics version of The Turner Diaries" Rather, he writes, "I am the love child of Henry Thoreau and Dorothy Day, conceived among the asters and goldenrod of an Upstate New York autumn.
Henry Thoreau once observed that "Some circumstantial evidence is very strong, as when you find a trout in the milk.
As he put it in a statement to his town clerk: "Know all men by these presents, that I, Henry Thoreau, do not wish to be regarded as a member of any incorporated society which I have not joined.
Eliot, Henry Thoreau, Franz Kafka, and Charles Darwin.
Henry Thoreau is an experienced skater, and was figuring Dithyrambic dances and Bacchic leaps on the ice--very remarkable, but very ugly, methought.
Yet the environmental movement in the United States is still headed by religious skeptics and naturalists in the tradition of John Burroughs, Rachel Carson, Charles Darwin, Aldo Leopold, the Sierra Club's John Muir, and Henry Thoreau.
As the philosopher Henry Thoreau said: "If you would obtain insight, avoid anatomy.
Frente a este tipo de normalidad, Henry Thoreau reivindica la anormalidad" (9).
In the final chapter to his masterpiece Walden, mystic Henry Thoreau offers a nineteenth-century reflection on the boundless experience of inner space.
The American essayist and poet, Henry Thoreau, said: "The finest qualities of our nature are like the bloom on the fruits and can be preserved only by the most delicate of handling and yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly".
It's odd, really -- an entire culture that would make Henry Thoreau throw up.