The autumn leaves are falling like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups at my table.

T’ang Dynasty poem

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.

~ Wu-men ~

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Thoreau's Journal: Jan 6, 1857

The stone are happy. Concord River is happy, and I am happy too... Do you think that Concord River would have continued to flow these millions of years ... if it had not been happy - if it had been miserable in its channel, tired of existence, and cursing its maker and the hour that it sprang?

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