Thoreau's Journal: 01-Oct-1858

The cat sleeps on her head! What does this portend? It is more alarming than a dozen comets. How long prejudice survives! The big-bodied fisherman asks me doubtingly about the comet seen these nights in the northwest,—if there is any danger to be apprehended from that side! I would fain suggest that only he is dangerous to himself.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

And there are still plenty of idiots who think that comets are portents of doom.

They're just balls of ice and rock, kiddies.

Ignorance is the real threat to our world.