Saturday, March 30, 2013

The winter has not broken up in me

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"Though the frost is nearly out of the ground, the winter has not broken up in me. Perhaps we grow older and older till we no longer sympathize with the revolution of the seasons, and our winters never break up."
—From the Journal of Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862),
March 30, 1852.

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