"It's the beauty within us that makes it possible for us to recognize the beauty around us. The question is not what you look at but what you see."
"You ask if there is no doctrine of sorrow in my philosophy. Of acute sorrow I suppose that I know comparatively little. My saddestand most genuine sorrows are apt to be but transient regrets. The place of sorrow is supplied, perchance, by a certain hard and proportionately barren indifference. I am of kin to the sod, and partake of its dull patience,--in winter expecting the sun of spring."
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Source: Henry David Thoreau (2012). “The Portable Thoreau”, p.359, Penguin
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