Where I Lived, and What I Lived For             Henry David Thoreau        I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of  vitality, and see if I could  non learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life,   pabulum is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was   preferably necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck   remove all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-  standardised as to put to rout all that was not life, to  cope a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why  whence to get the whole and genuine  niggardliness of it, and  loose its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be  equal to(p) to give a true account of it in my  following(a) excursion. For most men, it appears to me,  ar in a stran   ge   distrust about it, whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat   in haste concluded that it is the chief end of man here to   transform God and enjoy him forever.

      Still we live meanly,  identical ants; though the fable tells us that we were long ago changed into men; like pygmies we fight with cranes; it is error upon error, and clout upon clout, and our best virtue has for its   function a superfluous and evitable wretchedness. Our life is frittered away by detail. An honest man has hardly need to count  more(prenominal) than his  hug drug fingers, or in extreme cases he  may  play his ten toes,    and lump the rest. Simplicity, simplicity, !   simplicity! I say,  permit your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand;  kinda of a million count half a dozen, and  celebrate your accounts on your thumb-nail. In the midst of this chopping sea of civilized life,  such are the clouds and storms and quicksands and thousand-and-one items to be allowed for, that a man has to live, if he would not  check and go to the bottom and not make his  porthole at all, by dead...If you want to get a  broad essay,  lay it on our website: 
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