1845: Henry David Thoreau opens the door to his cabin by Walden Pond, beginning an experiment in living close to nature. "I went to the woods because I wished to ... see if I could not learn what it [life] had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." But he doesn't live too close to nature. He walks home regularly to get his clothes washed and to eat meals with his family, but it's the thought that counts, isn't it.
Emerson said that Henry was, with difficulty, sweet. I suspect that he was among the least pleasant of people.
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