There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still.


The Writings of Henry David Thoreau (ed. 1906)


There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still.

There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still.

There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still.

There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still.