Thoreau's Journal: 22-Oct-1837

“What are you doing now?” he asked. “Do you keep a journal?” So I make my first entry to-day.

To be alone I find it necessary to escape the present,—I avoid myself. How could I be alone in the Roman emperor’s chamber of mirrors? I seek a garret. The spiders must not be disturbed, nor the floor swept, not the lumber arranged.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Stick with it, Henry.