If I were confined to a corner of a garret all my days, like a spider, the world would be just as large to me while I had my thoughts about me.
The Writings of Henry David Thoreau (ed. 1906)
If I were confined to a corner of a garret all my days, like a spider, the world would be just as large to me while I had my thoughts about me.
The Writings of Henry David Thoreau (ed. 1906)