Tuesday, July 25, 2006

When I would recreate myself, I seek the darkest wood,
the thickest and most interminable, and, to the citizen,
most dismal swamp.
I enter a swamp as a sacred place-a sanctum sanctorum.
There is the strength-the marrow of Nature.

- Henry David Thoreau -
Walking, 1851

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