methinks I should hear with indifference if a trustworthy messenger were to inform me that the sun drowned himself last night
10.03.2013
the great agent
...Thoreau's Journal: 03-Oct-1859
It is somewhat cooler and more autumnal. A great many leaves have fallen and the trees begin to look thin. You incline to sit in a sunny and sheltered place. This season, the fall, which we have now entered on, commenced, I may say, as long ago as when the first frost was seen and felt in low ground in August. From that time, even, the year has been gradually winding up its accounts. Cold, methinks, has been the great agent which has checked the growth of plants, condensed their energies, and caused their fruits to ripen, in September especially. Perchance man never ripens within the tropics.
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once again the cold is here with sorrow, the moods of man changes, the start of hope for the next warmth.
I like this post is about the mood of a people , describes everything in few words , that people are very moody sometimes. I like this post is very inspiring , and very touchy.
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