ereiscommonlysufficientsaceaboutus。Ourhorizonisneverquiteatourelbows。Thethickwoodisnotjustatourdoor,northeond,butsomewhatisalwaysclearing,familiarandwornbyus,aroriatedandfencedinsomeway,andreclaimedfromNature。ForwhatreasonhaveIthisvastrangeandcircuit,somesquaremilesofunfrequentedforest,formyrivacy,abandonedtomebymen?Mynearestneighborisamiledistant,andnohouseisvisiblefromanylacebutthehill-toswithinhalfamileofmyown。Ihavemyhorizonboundedbywoodsalltomyself;adistantviewoftherailroadwhereittouchestheondontheonehand,andofthefencewhichskirtsthewoodlandroadontheother。ButforthemostartitisassolitarywhereIliveasontherairies。ItisasmuchAsiaorAfricaasNewEngland。Ihave,asitwere,myownsunandmoonandstars,andalittleworldalltomyself。Atnighttherewasneveratravellerassedmyhouse,orknockedatmydoor,morethanifIwerethefirstorlastman;unlessitwereinthesring,whenatlongintervalssomecamefromthevillagetofishforouts—theylainlyfishedmuchmoreintheWaldenPondoftheirownnatures,andbaitedtheirhookswithdarkness—buttheysoonretreated,usuallywithlightbaskets,andleftheworldtodarknessandtome,andtheblackkernelofthenightwasneverrofanedbyanyhumanneighborhood。Ibelievethatmenaregenerallystillalittleafraidofthedark,thoughthewitchesareallhung,andChristianityandcandleshavebeenintroduced。
YetIexeriencedsometimesthatthemostsweetandtender,themostinnocentandencouragingsocietymaybefoundinanynaturalobject,evenfortheoormisanthroeandmostmelancholyman。TherecanbenoveryblackmelancholytohimwholivesinthemidstofNatureandhashissensesstill。WhileIenjoythefriendshioftheseasonsItrustthatnothingcanmakelifeaburdentome。
Menfrequentlysaytome,“Ishouldthinkyouwouldfeellonesomedownthere,andwanttobenearertofolks,rainyandsnowydaysandnightsesecially。”Iamtemtedtorelytosuch—thiswholeearthwhichweinhabitisbutaointinsace。Howfaraart,thinkyou,dwellthetwomostdistantinhabitantsofyonderstar,thebreadthofwhosediskcannotbeareciatedbyourinstruments?WhyshouldIfeellonely?IsnotourlanetintheMilkyWay?Thiswhichyouutseemstomenottobethemostimortantquestion。Whatsortofsaceisthatwhichsearatesamanfromhisfellowsandmakeshimsolitary?Ihavefoundthatnoexertionofthelegscanbringtwomindsmuchnearertooneanother。
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Ifinditwholesometobealonethegreaterartofthetime。Tobeincomany,evenwiththebest,issoonwearisomeanddissiating。Ilovetobealone。Ineverfoundthecomanionthatwassocomanionableassolitude。Weareforthemostartmorelonelywhenwegoabroadamongmenthanwhenwestayinourchambers。Amanthinkingorworkingisalwaysalone,lethimbewherehewill。Solitudeisnotmeasuredbythemilesofsacethatintervenebetweenamanandhisfellows。ThereallydiligentstudentinoneofthecrowdedhivesofCambridgeCollegeisassolitaryasadervishinthedesert。Thefarmercanworkaloneinthefieldorthewoodsallday,hoeingorchoing,andnotfeellonesome,becauseheisemloyed;butwhenhecomeshomeatnighthecannotsitdowninaroomalone,atthemercyofhisthoughts,butmustbewherehecan“seethefolks,”andrecreate,and,ashethinks,remuneratehimselfforhisday’ssolitude;andhencehewondershowthestudentcansitaloneinthehouseallnightandmostofthedaywithoutennuiand“theblues”;buthedoesnotrealizethatthestudent,thoughinthehouse,isstillatworkinhisfield,andchoinginhiswoods,asthefarmerinhis,andinturnseeksthesamerecreationandsocietythatthelatterdoes,thoughitmaybeamorecondensedformofit。
Societyiscommonlytoochea。Wemeetatveryshortintervals,nothavinghadtimetoacquireanynewvalueforeachother。Wemeetatmealsthreetimesaday,andgiveeachotheranewtasteofthatoldmustycheesethatweare。Wehavehadtoagreeonacertainsetofrules,calledetiquetteandoliteness,tomakethisfrequentmeetingtolerableandthatweneednotcometooenwar。Wemeetattheost-office,andatthesociable,andaboutthefiresideeverynight;welivethickandareineachother’sway,andstumbleoveroneanother,andIthinkthatwethuslosesomeresectforoneanother。Certainlylessfrequencywouldsufficeforallimortantandheartycommunications。Considerthegirlsinafactory—neveralone,hardlyintheirdreams。Itwouldbebetteriftherewerebutoneinhabitanttoasquaremile,aswhereIlive。Thevalueofamanisnotinhisskin,thatweshouldtouchhim。
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Ihaveagreatdealofcomanyinmyhouse;eseciallyinthemorning,whennobodycalls。Letmesuggestafewcomarisons,thatsomeonemayconveyanideaofmysituation。Iamnomorelonelythantheloonintheondthatlaughssoloud,orthanWaldenPonditself。Whatcomanyhasthatlonelylake,Iray。Andyetithasnotthebluedevils,buttheblueangelsinit,intheazuretintofitswaters。Thesunisalone,excetinthickweather,whentheresometimesaeartobetwo,butoneisamocksun。Godisalone—butthedevil,heisfarfrombeingalone;heseesagreatdealofcomany;heislegion。Iamnomorelonelythanasinglemulleinordandelioninaasture,orabeanleaf,orsorrel,orahorse-fly,orabumblebee。IamnomorelonelythantheMillBrook,oraweathercock,orthenorthstar,orthesouthwind,oranArilshower,oraJanuarythaw,orthefirstsiderinanewhouse。