Henry D. Thoreau - Tumblr Posts

I’m sure there is a word. (in English there is always a word). there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.

suppose I were to begin by saying I had fallen in love with a boy. would things be easier if there was a right way?

“I can’t be there” is all you had to say. you can’t take me for granted and smile. there is less time for more things that i need to say. you must change your life: I mean we never behave as if we believed we were going to die.

goodbye to love, to the possibilities, to the shattered majesty: the head may err, but never the blood.

(like the breeze that blows in June, I will steady keep you cool—this, I swear with all that’s true. I’ll taking nothing in place of you.)

(trees and seas have flown away, I call it loving you): home is nowhere, therefore you, a kind of dwell and welcome, song after all, and free of any eden we can name