I cannot come nearer to God and Heaven. Than I live to Walden even. I am its stony shore, And the breeze that passes o'er; In the hollow of my hand. Are its water and its sand, And its deepest resort. Lies high in my thought.
Henry David ThoreauAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: July 12, 1817
- Died: May 6, 1862
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And, moreover, when it happens that both are sincere and good, nothing will mix and amalgamate more easily than an old priest and an old soldier. In reality, they are the same kind of man. One has devoted himself to country upon earth, the other to his country in heaven; there is no other difference.
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