None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of living a purposeful life and engaging with essential truths.
In this quote, Thoreau reflects on his choice to retreat into nature as a means of seeking a more authentic and deliberate existence. He desires to strip away the distractions of modern life to confront the fundamental truths of his existence, culminating in the idea that one should live fully to avoid regrets at the end of life.
In practice
In a motivational speech about self-discovery and fulfillment.
None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Through want of enterprise and faith men are where they are, buying and selling and spending their lives like servants.
An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.
Have no mean hours, but be grateful for every hour, and accept what it brings. The reality will make any sincere record respectable.
As every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in of spring is like the creation of Cosmos out of Chaos and the realization of the Golden Age.
That grand old poem called Winter
What is kinder--to believe the best of people and burden them with a nobility beyond their endurance--or to see them as they are, and accept it because it makes them comfortable?
We are slaves in the hands of nature - slaves to a bit of bread, slaves to praise, slaves to blame, slaves to wife, to husband, to child, slaves to everything.
Fishing, Danny boy, is purely a state of mind. Some men, when they are fishing, are after fish. Me, I'm after things you could never set a barbed hook in.
The available worlds looked pretty grim. They had little to offer him because he had little to offer them. He had been extremely chastened to realize that although he originally came from a world which had cars and computers and ballet and Armagnac, he didn't, by himself, know how any of it worked. He couldn't do it. Left to his own devices he couldn't build a toaster. He could just about make a sandwich and that was it.
There isn't any me. I'm you. Don't make up a separate me.
Far, far below the deepest delvings of the dwarves, the world is gnawed by nameless things.
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