09/29/2026
If you take this life to be simply what old religious folks pretend (I mean the effete, gone to seed in a drought, mere human galls stung by the devil once), then all your joy and serenity is reduced to grinning and bearing it. The fact is, you have got to take the world on your shoulders like Atlas, and "put along" with it . You will do this for an idea's sake, and your success will be in proportion to your devotion to ideas. It may make your backache occasionally, but you will have the satisfaction of hanging it or twirling it to suit yourself.
Cowards suffer, heroes enjoy.
After a long day's walk with it, pitch it into a hollow place, sit down and eat your luncheon. Unexpectedly, by some immortal thoughts, you will be compensated. The bank whereon you sit will be a fragrant and flowery one, and your world in the hollow a sleek and light gazelle.
- Henry David Thoreau to H.G.O. Blake, May 20, 1860
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