Leaving Myself Behind
I want to go soon and live away by the pond, where I shall hear only the wind
whispering among the reeds. It will be success if I shall have left myself behind.
But my friends ask what I will do when I get there. Will it not be employment
enough to watch the progress of the seasons?
author: Henry David Thoreau, 1841
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