“The revolution of the seasons is a great and steady
flow, a graceful, peaceful motion, like the swell on lakes and seas. Nowhere
does any rigidity grow upon nature, no muscles harden, no bones protrude, but
she is supple-pointed now and always….No man was ever yet too nice to walk in
her woods and fields.”—Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), October 6, 1840 entry
in Autumn:
From the Journal of Henry D. Thoreau (1900)
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