Category Archives: Thoreau’s writing

Being the Grass

It’s been dew, dew, dew, yet I’ve hardly given its “influence” a thought. Continue reading

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July 27: The Most Perfect Art

“Language is the most perfect art in the world. The chisel of a thousand years retouches it.” Continue reading

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