Day 64 of 365
It is very late, and I am very tired. But today is Thoreau’s birthday. He was born July 12, 1817. It is in large part because of his work, Walden, that I left academic administration and decided to try to live differently. We have a print of his picture hanging in our dinging room. I have read every version of Walden I have been able to get my hands on. His biography by Laura Dassow Walls was a life changer for me.
I want to write more about this quote at some point because it is a quote I try to keep in my mind all the time, as a life philosophy of sorts, but, for tonight, because it is very late and I am very tired, I will just share the quote.
““The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.”
Farmer-ish 