The Tonic of Wildness
"I long for wildness, a nature which I cannot put my foot through, woods where the wood thrush forever sings, where the hours are early morning ones, and there is dew on the grass, and the day is forever unproved, where I might have a fertile unknown for a soil about me."
-Henry David Thoreau, 1853
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Read More-Henry David Thoreau, 1853
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