Henry David Thoreau Quotes about Love - Page 2

I came to love my rows, my beans, though so many more than I wanted. They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antaeus.

I came to love my rows, my beans, though so many more than I wanted. They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antaeus.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Earth, Beans

Henry David Thoreau (2012). “The Portable Thoreau”, p.238, Penguin

All that man has to say or do that can possibly concern mankind is in some shape or other to tell the story of his love-to sing, and, if he is fortunate and keeps alive, he will be forever in love.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Men, Forever

Henry David Thoreau, Odell Shepard (1961). “The Heart of Thoreau's Journals”, p.130, Courier Corporation

Love does not analyze its object.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Doe, Objects

Henry David Thoreau (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry David Thoreau (Illustrated)”, p.2095, Delphi Classics

I found in myself, and still find, an instinct toward a higher, or, as it is named, spiritual life, as do most men, and another toward a primitive rank and savage one, and I reverence them both. I love the wild not less than the good.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Spiritual, Men

Henry David Thoreau (1995). “Walden, Or, Life in the Woods”, p.136, Courier Corporation

Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Passion, Hypocrisy

Henry David Thoreau (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry David Thoreau (Illustrated)”, p.1727, Delphi Classics

A farmer, a hunter, a soldier, a reporter, even a philosopher, may be daunted; but nothing can deter a poet, for he is actuated by pure love. Who can predict his comings and goings? His business calls him out at all hours, even when doctors sleep.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Business, Philosophy

Henry David Thoreau (2012). “The Portable Thoreau”, p.300, Penguin

Your religion is where your love is.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Life, Love Life

I love you not as something private and personal, which is my own, but as something universal and worthy of love which I have found.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Friendship, Found

Yet some can be patriotic who have no self-respect, and sacrifice the greater to the less. They love the soil which makes their graves, but have no sympathy with the spirit which may still animate their clay. Patriotism is a maggot in their heads.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Sympathy, Patriotic

Henry David Thoreau (2016). “Walden”, p.228, Xist Publishing

What avails it that another loves you, if he does not understand you? Such love is a curse.

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Knowledge, Doe

Henry David Thoreau (2012). “The Portable Thoreau”, p.116, Penguin

Is it the lumberman, then, who is the friend and lover of the pine, stands nearest to it, and understands its nature best? Is it the tanner who has barked it, or he who has boxed it for turpentine, whom posterity will fable to have been changed into a pine at last? No! no! it is the poet: he it is who makes the truest use of the pine-who does not fondle it with an axe, nor tickle it with a saw, nor stroke it with a plane. . . .

Henry David Thoreau

Love, Friendship, Nature

Henry David Thoreau (2017). “HENRY DAVID THOREAU – The Man, The Philosopher & The Trailblazer (Illustrated): Biographies, Memoirs, Autobiographical Books & Personal Letters (Including Walden, A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers, The Maine Woods, Cape Cod, A Yankee in Canada…)”, p.597, e-artnow