Henry David Thoreau Quotes About Summer

• One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Inspirational, Summer, Nature

• The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter, and is about as ample at one season as at another. It is as well for cheerfulness as for warmth and dryness.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Winter, Fire

  Henry David Thoreau (1873). “The Maine Woods”, p.38

• Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Life, Summer, July

  Henry David Thoreau, Odell Shepard (1961). “The Heart of Thoreau's Journals”, p.119, Courier Corporation

• Whenever I have read any part of the Vedas, I have felt that some unearthly and unknown light illuminated me. In the great teaching of the Vedas, there is no touch of sectarianism. It is of all ages, climbs, and nationalities and is the royal road for the attainment of the Great Knowledge. When I read it, I feel that I am under the spangled heavens of a summer night.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Teaching, Night

  "Explore Hinduism". Book by Bansi Pandit, p. 21, 2005.

• . . . I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days. . . .

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Wealth, Rich

  Henry David Thoreau (2009). “Walden”, p.125, Cosimo, Inc.

• Summer passes into autumn in some unimaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Autumn, Leafs

  Henry David Thoreau (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry David Thoreau (Illustrated)”, p.252, Delphi Classics

• The indescribable innocence of and beneficence of Nature,-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter,-such health, such cheer, they afford forever!

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Nature, Cheer

  Henry David Thoreau (2013). “The Essential Thoreau”, p.84, Simon and Schuster

• There were times when I could not afford to sacrifice the bloom of the present moment to any work, whether of head or hands. Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in reverie, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and stillness, while the birds sang around. I grew in those seasons like corn in the night, and they were far better than any work of the hands would have been. They were not time subtracted from my life, but so much over and above my usual allowance.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Morning, Taken

• The indescribable innocence and beneficence of Nature-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter-such health, such cheer, they afford forever! and such sympathy have they ever with our race, that all Nature would be affected, and the sun's brightness fade, and the winds would sigh humanely, and the clouds rain tears, and the woods shed their leaves and put on mourning in midsummer, if any man should ever for a just cause grieve.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Nature, Cheer

  Henry David Thoreau (2013). “The Essential Thoreau”, p.84, Simon and Schuster

• The animal merely makes a bed, which he warms with his body in a sheltered place; but man, having discovered fire, boxes up some air in a spacious apartment, and warms that, instead of robbing himself, makes that his bed, in which he can move about divested of more cumbrous clothing, maintain a kind of summer in the midst of winter, and by means of windows even admit the light and with a lamp lengthen out the day.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Moving, Mean

  Henry David Thoreau (2014). “Citizen Thoreau: Walden, Civil Disobedience, Life Without Principle, Slavery in Massachusetts, A Plea for Captain John Brown”, p.152, Graphic Arts Books

• To anticipate, not the sunrise and the dawn merely, but, if possible, Nature herself! How many mornings, summer and winter, before yet any neighbor was stirring about his business, have I been about mine...So many autumn, ay, and winter days, spent outside the town, trying to hear what was in the wind, to hear and carry it express! I well-nigh sunk all my capital in it, and lost my own breath into the bargain, running in the face of it.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Running, Morning

• In August, the large masses of berries, which, when in flower, had attracted many wild bees, gradually assumed their bright velvety crimson hue, and by their weight again bent down and broke their tender limbs.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Flower, August

  Henry David Thoreau (1882). “Walden”, p.179

• I love a broad margin to my life. Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise til noon, rapt in a revery.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Morning, Taken

  Henry David Thoreau (2015). “Walden, and On The Duty Of Civil Disobedience: Top American Literary”, p.70, 谷月社

• I grow savager and savager every day, as if fed on raw meat, and my tameness is only the repose of untamableness. I dream of looking abroad summer and winter, with free gaze, from some mountain-side,... to be nature looking into nature with such easy sympathy as the blue-eyed grass in the meadow looks in the face of the sky. From some such recess I would put forth sublime thoughts daily, as the plant puts forth leaves.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Dream, Winter

  Henry David Thoreau (1974). “The correspondence of Henry David Thoreau”, Greenwood Pub Group

• If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. It is not important that he should mature as soon as an apple-tree or oak. Shall he turn his spring into summer? If the condition of things which we were made for is not yet, what were any reality which we can substitute? We will not be shipwrecked on a vain reality.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Life, Summer, Spring

  Walden ch. 18 (1854). Frequently quoted as "marches to the tune of a different drummer."

• Who could believe in the prophecies ... that the world would end this summer, while one milkweed with faith matured its seeds.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Believe, Science

  Michael Benjamin Berger, Henry David Thoreau (2000). “Thoreau's Late Career and The Dispersion of Seeds: The Saunterer's Synoptic Vision”, p.126, Camden House

• In the summer we lay up a stock of experiences for the winter, as the squirrel of nuts?something for conversation in winter evenings.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Winter, Squirrels

  Henry David Thoreau (2011). “The Journal of Henry David Thoreau, 1837-1861”, p.74, New York Review of Books

• When the leaves fall, the whole earth is a cemetery pleasant to walk in. I love to wander and muse over them in their graves. Here are no lying nor vain epitaphs.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Death, Summer, Lying

  "The Essays of Henry D. Thoreau: Selected and Edited by Lewis Hyde".

• Removing the weeds, putting fresh soil about the bean stems, and encouraging this weed which I had sown, making the yellow soil express its summer thought in bean leaves and blossoms rather than in wormwood and piper and millet grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, - this was my daily work.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Weed, Work

  Henry David Thoreau (2015). “Walden and Civil Disobedience”, p.113, Xist Publishing

• I pray that the life of this spring and summer may ever lie fair in my memory.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Memories, Lying

  Henry David Thoreau (2011). “The Journal of Henry David Thoreau, 1837-1861”, p.117, New York Review of Books

• Who knows what beautiful and winged life, whose egg has been buried for ages under many concretic layers of woodenness in the dead dry life of society...may unexpectedly come forth...to enjoy its perfect summer life at last!...Such is the character of that morrow which mere lapse of time can never make to dawn...Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Beautiful, Summer, Morning

  Walden ch. 18 (1854)

• As I love nature, as I love singing birds, and gleaming stubble, and flowing rivers, and morning and evening, and summer and winter, I love thee, my Friend.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Morning, Winter

  Henry David Thoreau (2016). “A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers”, p.203, Xist Publishing

• It enhances our sense of the grand security and serenity of nature to observe the still undisturbed economy and content of the fishes of this century, their happiness a regular fruit of the summer.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Happiness, Summer, Nature

  Henry David Thoreau (2013). “The Essential Thoreau”, p.460, Simon and Schuster

• Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly; nor do I regret that I did not waste more of them in the workshop or the teacher's desk.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Teacher, Regret

  Henry David Thoreau (2009). “Walden”, p.125, Cosimo, Inc.

• And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Rolling, Grass

  Henry David Thoreau (2013). “The Essential Thoreau”, p.185, Simon and Schuster

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