Thoreau's Journal: 16-Aug-1853

How earthy old people become,—mouldy as the grave! Their wisdom smacks of the earth. There is no foretaste of immortality in it. They remind me of earthworms and mole crickets.


Robert said...

What, pray tell, might a mole cricket be? Thanks for providing daily inspiration, and the opportunity to finally attribute the phrase, "a mutual admiration society"!

Amy said...

a mole cricket, is simply a cricket that resides in the earth.

Cathy said...

Need some help here. This isn't a positive assessment - is it? I mean have you ever 'seen' a mole cricket. Yikes.